This here track be speakin' about the hustle. It's that energy when you're stayin' ahead and never givin' up. You flow through the tough times, knowin' that you want to keep trundlin' forward. It's a anthem for those who always stop.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the sun, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my hand, they tell a story. This ain't just ice, it's a statement of all the hustle I put in. These gems are testimony 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.
- Friendship 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 looked at the crumpled note, her copyright burning into his soul. It was over. She'd left without a trace. There was no goodbye. Just this cold, hard reality that their passion had been extinguished.
He was acutely aware of the ache in his chest, a heavy weight threatening to him from within. Anger? Maybe. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling absence here where her warmth used to be.
No regrets lingered in his mind. He'd given it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a heartbreak that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and carry the torch.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life within these walls can be unforgiving. The concrete that confine us from the outside world can feel like an endless obstacle. It's easy to become consumed by darkness. Every day feels like a test of will against the cruelty that surrounds us. Yet, even in this bleak situation, there is always the possibility of change to hold onto.
Ridin' High
This ain't just about the smokin' chariot, man. It's about that vibe when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|throwin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your hair. You're living life in the fast lane, friend. It's a journey like no other.
- Push it to the limit
- Every mile is an adventure
- {Stay sharp and enjoy the ride|