This here track be touchin' on the grind. It's that energy when you're pushin' focused and just quitting. You flow through the tough times, knowin' that you gotta keep rollin' forward. It's a vibe for those who never stop.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my arm, they tell a story. This ain't just bling, it's a symbol of all the grind I put in. These diamonds are evidence that I made it, and they remind me to always staytrue.
The Rules of the Street
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 website 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
- Respect goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Staying authentic is everything.
Not A Single Tear Shed
He looked at the crumpled note, her letters burning into his eyes. It was over. She'd found someone else. There was no last word. Just this cold, hard reality that their love 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 emptiness where her warmth used to be.
No second thoughts lingered in his mind. He'd done all he could. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a heartbreak that deserved tears. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life in confinement can be unforgiving. The concrete that divide us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to lose hope. Every day feels like an uphill battle against the system that imprisons us. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always a spark of resilience to hold onto.
Soarin' Above
This ain't just about the fancy wheels, man. It's about that feeling when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your strands. You're living life in the fast lane, brother. It's a state of mind like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- The world is your oyster
- {Stay safe and enjoy the ride|