This here track be about the grind. It's that energy when you're pushin' ahead and never givin' up. You groove through the ups and downs, knowin' that you want to keep trundlin' forward. It's a soundtrack for those who rarely stop.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand visions. Every flick of my arm, they tell a legend. This ain't just ice, it's a statement of all the work I put in. These gems are testimony that I made it, and they remind me to always stayfocused.
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 gazed at the crumpled note, her script burning into his vision. It was over. They'd moved on. There was no explanation. 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? Perhaps. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling absence where her warmth used to be. get more info
No remorse lingered in his mind. He'd done all he could. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a tragedy that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Trapped Within The Cage
Life behind bars can be harsh. The concrete that separate us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to become consumed by darkness. Every day feels like an uphill battle against the oppression that imprisons us. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always a glimmer of hope to hold onto.
Cruisin' on Top
This ain't just about the sweet ride, 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 locks. You're embracin' life in the fast lane, dude. It's a state of mind like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- The world is your oyster
- {Stay steady and enjoy the ride|