Yo, it's a wild ride that's what the trap.
The beat is droppin' hard and you gotta move to {it|the vibe. These streets they ain't for {the faint of heart| those who scared. You gotta be {street smart|ready to handle anything.
Life in the trap, it's {a hustle|a grind, but we makin' it work.
We got our own code and we stick to 'em.
- Respect is key
- You gotta ride or die
- Gotta watch your back, you never know who's real
It's a intense life but it's the only one we {know|got. We makin' our own path and no lookin' back.
Diamonds On My Wrist, Blood In My Drip
Straight up, ain't nothin' subtle 'bout this life. I got rocks on my wrist, makin' statements. But it ain't all glitz and glam, nah, there's hustle in every step I take. That's the truth, blood in my drip, a reminder of where I come from.
I climbed to the top, ain't no question about that. Every scar, every mark tells a story, a testament to my grit. They say diamonds are forever, but this life? This life is ever-changing, always growing.
Hittin' That Gas Pedal, No Limit Burnin' Rubber, Full Throttle
There's nothin' like that adrenaline rush when you hit that gas pedal and blast forward. The wind rushin' past your ears, the engine screamin'. It's a feeling of pure power. No traffic lights, no speed limits, just you and the open road. Some folks might call it reckless, but we more info call it livin'!. We're not afraid to {pushour limits 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 feel there's nothin' left in the tank? That's the moment you realize: it's all worth it.
King Of The Cityscape
The streets are his kingdom. He conquers with a glance, his aura instilling respect in equal measure. He's carved his path from the foundations up, making a mark of determination. They call him Big Boss, but he just goes by King.
His empire sprawls from the {seedy underbelly to the glitzy. He knows every corner, every transaction.
He's beyond just a leader; he's a icon of the {city's{ soul, a manifestation of its undercurrents. He's King and this is his urban kingdom.
Chasin' Paper, Chasin' Dreams
It ain't about the flash, it's about the grind. You gotta put in that time every single day to see your dreams come true. The world is full of hurdles, but you gotta push through and never quit. It ain't gonna be easy, tho, when you achieve your goals, the feeling is worth it.
That Trap Anthem
It's the buzz, you feel me? This ain't no average track, man. It's straight fire, thumpin' through your sound system. We talkin' flow that'll knock you out. This banger is for the hustlers, the ones who rise to the top. You reppin' that street life with every bass line. So turn it up and let this vibe take you.