This here track be about the grind. It's that feeling when you're pushin' strong and never givin' up. You ride through the tough times, knowin' that you want to keep rollin' forward. It's a soundtrack for those who never back down.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand dreams. Every flick of my hand, they tell a tale. This ain't just bling, it's a sign of all the work I put in. These diamonds are proof that I made it, and they remind me to always staytrue.
Urban Lingo
Straight up, knowing/understanding/picking up street code is like having/being equipped with/owning a secret weapon out here. It's the unspoken language/rules/protocol that keeps things/makes things run/regulates smooth in the hood/streets/concrete jungle. You gotta show respect/pay your dues/be on your best behavior or else things can get messy/ugly/turned around fast. It's all about reading between the lines/knowing what's up/getting the vibe.
- Loyalty is key, always got your back/looking out for each other/riding with your crew
- Honesty goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Keeping it ???? is everything.
No Love Lost
He gazed at the crumpled note, her script burning into his eyes. It was over. She'd moved on. There was no goodbye. Just this cold, hard reality that their passion had been extinguished.
He was acutely aware of the ache in his chest, a heavy weight about to him from within. Anger? Perhaps. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling void where her warmth used to be.
No second thoughts lingered in his mind. He'd given read more it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a loss that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life within these walls can be unforgiving. The bars that separate us from the outside world can feel like unyielding shackles. It's easy to lose hope. Every day feels like a struggle against the cruelty that imprisons us. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always a glimmer of hope to hold onto.
Ridin' High
This ain't just about the fancy wheels, man. It's about that sense when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your locks. You're living life in the fast lane, brother. It's a state of mind like no other.
- Ride like the wind
- Every mile is an adventure
- {Stay steady and enjoy the trip|