Yo, it's a wild ride this ain't the trap.
Music is poppin' hard and you gotta move to {it|the vibe. These streets they ain't for {the faint of heart|the weak. You gotta be {street smart|ready to handle anything.
Life in the trap, it's {a hustle|constant struggle, but we makin' it work.
We got our own code and we stick to 'em.
- Respect is key
- Family over fame
- Gotta watch your back, you never know who's real
It's a intense life but it's the only one we {know|got. We makin' our own path and no lookin' back.
Diamonds On My Wrist, Blood In My Drip
Straight up, ain't nothin' basic 'bout this life. I got rocks on my wrist, makin' statements. But it ain't all glitz and glam, nah, there's hustle in every step I take. That's the realness, blood in my drip, a reminder of where I come from.
I climbed to the top, ain't no doubt about that. Every scar, every mark tells a story, a testament to my grit. They say diamonds are forever, but this life? This life is ever-changing, always moving forward.
Hittin' That Gas Pedal, No Limit
There's nothin' like that adrenaline rush when you hit that gas pedal and shoot forward. The wind flowin' past your ears, get more info the engine screamin'. It's a feeling of pure exhilaration. No traffic lights, no speed limits, just you and the open road. Some folks might call it reckless, but we call it enjoying the ride. We're not afraid to {pushour limits and see what this machine can truly do. It's a dance between man and machine, a symphony of speed and sound.
And when you reach that point where you sense there's nothin' left in the tank? That's the moment you realize: you've arrived.
Ruler Of The Cityscape
The streets are his kingdom. He rules with a look, his aura spreading fear in equal measure. He's built his path from the bottom up, making a mark of determination. They call him Apex Predator, but he just is known as King.
His territory reaches from the {seedyhighest towers. He knows every street, every deal.
He's beyond just a figurehead; he's a icon of the {city's{ soul, a avatar of its hidden depths. He's King and this is his urban kingdom.
Rollin' Paper, Livin' Dreams
It ain't about the glamour, it's about the grind. You gotta work hard every single day to see your dreams come true. The world is full of challenges, but you gotta stay focused and never give up. It ain't gonna be easy, tho, when you make it happen, the feeling is unbelievable.
Trapstar Anthem
It's the buzz, got it? This ain't no basic track, man. It's straight fire, pumping through your headphones. We talkin' bars that'll school you. This anthem is for the hustlers, the ones who make it happen. You showin' that trap star with every bass line. crank it loud and let this vibe take over.