Man, I'm walkin' through this street with my stare held proud. These sparkles on my chain is tellin' the whole place I'm a boss. You know what I'm sayin'? This ain't just jewelry, this is a symbol of my grind.
Shoutout to the homies for helpin' me get this far. We makin' it big out here. No ???? about it.
Drip Hard, Trapstar Life
Yo, risin' to the top, stackin' racks like it's nothin'. Live that boss life, glistenin' like a diamond. Keep it real, ain't no space for haters.
These streets are my jungle, where I control. Got the game to make any queen trip. hustlin' hard, day and night to reach the top. Stay loyal, stay focused.
From the Streets to the Stars
This ain't no fairy tale ordinary kid. He was born and bred on the harsh avenues, where survival was a daily grind and dreams were often just fleeting fantasies. But this dude had something different, a fire in his belly that wouldn't be quenched by the harsh realities around him. He knew he was destined for more, everything beyond the confines of his limited world.
It wasn't easy though, the path to stardom was paved with hardships. There were times he almost gave up, but something kept him pushing forward. Maybe it was the unwavering faith of his family and friends, or maybe it was just that deep-seated determination burning click here inside him. Whatever it was, he persevered, pushing through every setback. And finally, against all expectations, he made it. He rose above the grit and reached for the sky, becoming a shining example that even from the most unexpected beginnings, greatness can arise.
Cruisin' in the Bentli
Yo, the other day, I was slippin' through my hood, lookin' for some action. Pulled up quick like in my white Bentley, top down. The whole street {was buzzin'|stopped dead|looked on with envy, man. I was livin' the dream. Got out the whip, threw on my shades, and caught some eyes. This ain't just a ride, this is a symbol.
- I was chugging down some Ciroc.
- The girls were lookin' at me
It went down in history.
No Limit , Just Trapstar Grind
Yo, lemme tell you somethin'. This ain't a playground. This is the trap|hustle|grind. We breathin' for this, ya feel me? 24/7, it's about buildin' that dough. Hustle hard.
We ain't got a ceiling. We grasping for the stars. The streets' ours to take over.
It's a harsh road, but we got each other's backs.
Blowin' Cash Off the Codeine Dreams
This game ain't for the faint of heart. You gotta be willing to hustle and ready to go hard. The codeine got us dreamin' big, see? Visions of Maybachs and stacks of money so high they touch the sky. It's a rollercoaster sometimes, but that ain't gonna stop us from chasing our goals. We hustlin' hard to make these codeine dreams a reality.