This here track be speakin' about the hustle. It's that vibe when you're pushin' strong and never callin' it quits. You ride through the tough times, knowin' that you want to keep trundlin' forward. It's a vibe for those who always stop.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch check here the rays, reflectin' back a thousand visions. Every flick of my arm, they tell a tale. This ain't just bling, it's a symbol of all the grind I put in. These stones are testimony that I made it, and they remind me to always staytrue.
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
- Honesty goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Keeping it ???? is everything.
Not A Single Tear Shed
He gazed at the crumpled note, her letters burning into his eyes. It was over. It had moved on. There was no last word. Just this cold, hard reality that their love had been extinguished.
He could feel the ache in his chest, a heavy weight about to him from within. Anger? Possibly. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling absence 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 heartbreak that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Trapped Within The Cage
Life within these walls can be brutal. The steel that confine us from the outside world can feel like an endless obstacle. It's easy to fall into despair. Every day feels like a struggle against the cruelty that surrounds us. Yet, even in this bleak 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 feeling when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your hair. You're experiencin' life in the fast lane, dude. It's a journey like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay safe and enjoy the trip|