This here track be about the grind. It's that vibe when you're keepin' ahead and barely givin' up. You ride through the ups and downs, knowin' that you gotta keep rollin' forward. It's a vibe for those who always stop.
Diamonds on My Wrist
They catch the light, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my wrist, they tell a story. This ain't just ice, it's a sign of all the hustle I put in. These diamonds are proof that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
Street Code
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
- Courtesy goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Keeping it ???? is everything.
None Left Behind
He looked at the crumpled note, her letters burning into his vision. It was over. She'd left without a trace. There was website no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame had been extinguished.
He could feel the ache in his chest, a heavy weight crushing him from within. Anger? Maybe. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling emptiness where her warmth used to be.
No regrets lingered in his mind. He'd done all he could. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a tragedy that deserved pity. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life within these walls can be harsh. The concrete 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 system that holds us captive. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always a spark of resilience to hold onto.
Ridin' High
This ain't just about the sweet ride, 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 experiencin' life in the fast lane, friend. It's a state of mind like no other.
- Push it to the limit
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay safe and enjoy the ride|