This here track be touchin' on the hustle. It's that energy when you're stayin' ahead and never callin' it quits. You ride through the obstacles, knowin' that you need to keep movin' forward. It's a soundtrack for those who rarely quit.
Diamonds on My Wrist
They catch the sun, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my arm, they tell a tale. This ain't just bling, it's a statement of all the hustle I put in. These stones 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 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
- Respect goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Staying authentic is everything.
None Left Behind
He glanced at the crumpled note, website her script burning into his soul. It was over. They'd moved on. There was no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame 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 void where her warmth used to be.
No remorse lingered in his mind. He'd tried his hardest. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a tragedy that deserved tears. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and carry the torch.
No love lost.
Trapped Within The Cage
Life behind bars can be brutal. The concrete 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 test of will against the system that imprisons 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 sense when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your locks. You're living life in the fast lane, brother. It's a journey like no other.
- Push it to the limit
- Every mile is an adventure
- {Stay steady and enjoy the ride|