This here track be about the grind. It's that vibe when you're keepin' focused and never quitting. You ride through the obstacles, knowin' that you gotta keep rollin' forward. It's a vibe for those who rarely back down.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand visions. Every flick of my wrist, they tell a tale. This ain't just bling, it's a symbol of all the hustle I put in. These diamonds are evidence that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
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.
- Solidarity 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
- Staying authentic is everything.
Not A Single Tear Shed
He glanced at the crumpled note, her letters burning into his soul. It was over. She'd moved on. There was no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their love had been extinguished.
He noticed the ache in his chest, a heavy weight about to him from within. Anger? Possibly. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling void where her warmth used to be.
No remorse lingered in his mind. He'd given it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a tragedy that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and carry the torch.
No love lost.
Stuck In This Prison
Life within these walls can be harsh. The concrete that confine us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to become consumed by darkness. Every day feels like an uphill battle against the oppression that imprisons us. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always a glimmer of hope to hold onto.
Soarin' Above
This ain't just about the fancy wheels, man. It's about that vibe when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' more info it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your locks. You're embracin' life in the fast lane, friend. It's a freedom like no other.
- Ride like the wind
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay safe and enjoy the ride|