Hitting That Grind
This here track be speakin' about the hustle. It's that feeling when you're keepin' focused and never quitting. You groove through the tough times, knowin' that you gotta keep trundlin' forward. It's a vibe for those who always back down.
Gems on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my hand, they tell a tale. This ain't just hardware, it's a statement of all the grind I put in. These diamonds are proof 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
- Being true to yourself is everything.
Not A Single Tear Shed
He looked at the crumpled note, her script burning into his soul. It was over. They'd moved on. There was no goodbye. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame had been extinguished.
He could feel the ache in his chest, a heavy check here weight about to him from within. Anger? Maybe. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling absence where her warmth used to be.
No second thoughts lingered in his mind. He'd given it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a tragedy that deserved tears. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life behind bars can be unforgiving. The steel that confine us from the outside world can feel like unyielding shackles. It's easy to lose hope. Every day feels like a struggle against the cruelty that surrounds us. Yet, even in this desperate situation, there is always the possibility of change 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 locks. You're embracin' life in the fast lane, brother. It's a freedom like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay steady and enjoy the journey|