This here track be about the struggle. It's that feeling when you're keepin' focused and barely callin' it quits. You ride through the tough times, knowin' that you need to keep movin' forward. It's a soundtrack for those who never stop.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the sun, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my hand, they tell a tale. This ain't just bling, it's a sign of all the work I put in. These diamonds are testimony that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
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.
- Loyalty is key, always got your back/looking out for each other/riding with your crew
- Honesty goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Keeping it ???? is everything.
No Love Lost
He looked at the crumpled note, her copyright burning into his vision. It was over. She'd moved on. There was no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their passion had been extinguished.
He was acutely aware of the ache in his chest, a heavy weight crushing him from within. Anger? Perhaps. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling emptiness 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 forge ahead.
No love lost.
Stuck In This Prison
Life in confinement can be harsh. The concrete that separate us from the outside world can feel like an endless obstacle. It's easy to lose hope. Every day feels like a test of will against the cruelty that imprisons us. Yet, even in this bleak situation, there is always a spark of resilience to hold onto.
Ridin' High
This ain't just about the sweet ride, man. It's about that vibe when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the check here wind is whistlin' through your locks. You're living life in the fast lane, brother. It's a freedom like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- Every mile is an adventure
- {Stay steady and enjoy the trip|