This here track be touchin' on the hustle. It's that feeling when you're pushin' focused and just givin' up. You flow through the ups and downs, knowin' that you want to keep rollin' forward. It's a vibe for those who always quit.
Gems 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 hardware, it's a statement of all the work I put in. These gems are proof that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
Urban Lingo
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
- Respect 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 gazed at the crumpled note, her script burning into his eyes. It was over. It had left without a trace. There was no goodbye. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame had been extinguished.
He noticed 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 regrets lingered in his mind. He'd given it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a heartbreak that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Stuck In This Prison
Life behind bars can be unforgiving. The steel that separate us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to lose hope. Every day website feels like a test of will against the cruelty that holds us captive. Yet, even in this desperate situation, there is always a glimmer of hope to hold onto.
Ridin' High
This ain't just about the smokin' chariot, man. It's about that sense when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your strands. You're embracin' life in the fast lane, dude. It's a state of mind like no other.
- Push it to the limit
- Every mile is an adventure
- {Stay steady and enjoy the trip|