Yo, it's a wild ride that's what the trap.
The bass be thumpin' hard and you gotta move to {it|the vibe. These streets they ain't for {the faint of heart|the weak. You gotta be {street smart|tough to handle anything.
Life in the trap, it's {a hustle|constant struggle, but we makin' it work.
We got our own code Trapstar and we stick to 'em.
- Respect is key
- Family over fame
- Gotta watch your back, you never know who's real
It's a crazy life but it's the only one we {know|have. We makin' our own path and we ain't stoppin'.
Diamonds On My Wrist, Blood In My Drip
Straight up, ain't nothin' simple 'bout this life. I got diamonds on my wrist, makin' statements. But it ain't all glitz and glam, nah, there's grind in every step I take. That's the realness, blood in my drip, a reminder of where I come from.
I rose to the top, ain't no hesitation about that. Every scar, every mark tells a story, a testament to my resilience. They say diamonds are forever, but this life? This life is ever-changing, always moving forward.
Hittin' That Gas Pedal, No Limit
There's nothin' like that adrenaline rush when you slam that gas pedal and shoot forward. The wind whippin' past your ears, the engine roarin'. It's a feeling of pure freedom. No traffic lights, no speed limits, just you and the open road. Some folks might call it reckless, but we call it enjoying the ride. We're not afraid to {pushthe envelope and see what this machine can truly do. It's a dance between man and machine, a symphony of speed and sound.
And when you reach that point where you know there's nothin' left in the tank? That's the moment you realize: it's all worth it.
Overlord Of The Cityscape
The streets are his kingdom. He navigates with a stare, his vibe commanding fear in equal measure. He's carved his path from the foundations up, leaving a mark of determination. They call him Big Boss, but he just is known as King.
His empire reaches from the {seedy underbelly to the glitzy. He knows every street, every secret.
He's beyond just a gangster; he's a symbol of the {city's{ soul, a reflection of its undercurrents. He's King and this is his urban kingdom.
Chasin' Paper, Chasin' Dreams
It ain't about the shine, it's about the grind. You gotta hustle every single day to see your goals come true. The world is full of hurdles, but you gotta stay focused and never give up. It ain't gonna be easy, y'know, when you achieve your goals, the feeling is worth it.
The Trap Star Anthem
It's the vibe, understand? This ain't no regular track, man. It's straight heat, bangin' through your headphones. We talkin' lyrics that'll knock you out. This song is for the winners, the ones who come alive. You sportin' that boss mentality with every beat. crank it loud and let this vibe take you.