Gems on My Trapstar Neck
Man, I'm walkin' through this street with my stare held proud. These rocks on my grillz is tellin' the whole story I'm a playa. You know what I'm sayin'? This ain't just ice, this is a statement of my success.
Respect to the homies for helpin' me get here. We makin' it happen out here. No question about it.
Drip Hard, Trapstar Life
Yo, climbin' to the top, stackin' paper like it's nothin'. Live that hustler life, sparklin' like a diamond. Keep it one hunnid, ain't no time for fake friends.
These streets are my playground, where I control. Got the flow to make any b*tch trip. Grindin' hard, day and night to reach the peak. Stay loyal, stay dedicated.
From the Streets to the Stars
This ain't no fairy tale ordinary kid. He was born and bred on the harsh streets, where survival was a daily grind and dreams were often just fleeting illusions. But this dude had something different, a fire in his belly that wouldn't be dampened by the unforgiving realities around him. He knew he was destined for more, something beyond the confines of his narrow world.
It wasn't easy though, the path to stardom was paved with challenges. There were times he almost threw in the towel, but something kept him moving. Maybe it was the unwavering faith of his family and friends, or maybe it was just that deep-seated desire burning inside him. Whatever it was, he kept, pushing through every setback. And finally, against all odds, he made it. He rose above the dust and reached for the sky, becoming a shining example that even from the most unlikely beginnings, greatness can manifest.
Rollin' in the Bently
Yo, this evenin', I was slippin' through my hood, lookin' for some action. Pulled up smoothly in my black Bentley, top down. The whole street {was buzzin'|stopped dead|looked on with envy, man. I was on another level. Got out the whip, smoothed out my hair, and stepped up to the crowd. This ain't just a ride, this is a lifestyle.
- I was guzzlin' down that good liquor.
- The girls were lookin' at me
We had a blast.
Straight Up No Cap , Just Trapstar Grind
Yo, lemme tell you somethin'. This ain't no game. This is the trap|hustle|grind. We livin' for this, ya feel me? Every day, it's about stackin' that dough. No sleep.
We ain't got no limit. We grasping for the stars. The streets' ours to click here conquer.
It's a tough road, but we ride together.
Stackin' Up Off the Codeine Dreams
This grind ain't for the faint of heart. You gotta be willing to hustle and ready to climb. The codeine got us dreamin' big, see? Visions of Bentleys and stacks of money so high they touch the sky. It's a blur sometimes, but that ain't gonna stop us from grinding our goals. We hustlin' hard to make these codeine dreams a reality.