This ain't no fairytale, this the real deal. See these diamonds they read more tell a story, of hustle and grind. Thriving in this concrete jungle where dreams get shattered like glass. But the fire in my heart burns, fueled by the rhythm that flows through my veins. The city's got its claws sunk deep, but I'm breaking free. I'm a product of this chaos, molded by the pain and drive in my soul.
My rhymes are my weapons, spitting venom at the world. Each verse a testament to my journey, the scars I carry, the lessons learned. This ain't just music, it's an anthem. It's the voice of the voiceless, the echo of our dreams in a system that wants to see us fail.
We ain't defined by where we come from, we define ourselves. And my story? It's just gaining momentum.
Diamonds & Demons: The Trapstar Life
This hustle ain't for the weak. It's a battlefield out here, filled with temptation. You gotta be smart to survive, to climb over the ranks and grab that paper. They say diamonds are a queen's best friend, but out here in the trap, they're just a symbol. A symbol of wealth. But behind those shining stones, there's danger lurking. You gotta watch your six 'cause everyone wants what you got. The game can corrupt you, turn a hustler into a stranger. It's a fine line between fame and hell.
From Bricks to Brilliance
Building anything remarkable commences with a simple foundation. Just as architects lay the groundwork with strong bricks, so too must we cultivate unshakable base for our aspirations. This initial phase is often overlooked, however it holds the key to realizing true brilliance.
From there, imagination takes over. Ideas blossom like vibrant flowers, each one a potential masterpiece waiting to be brought into reality. The process is not without its challenges; hurdles are inevitable along the way. But with passion, we can overcome any difficulty.
Remember, every groundbreaking invention, every artistic masterpiece, and monumental achievement began as a simple idea. It's the courage to develop these humble beginnings into something extraordinary that truly sets us apart.
Codeine Dreams & Gunpowder Schemes
This ain't no fairytale, see? This was the real hustle. The streets reeked of burnt rubber and broken promises. We were chasing that quick fix, caught in a maze of our own making. Every day was a gamble, a toss of the dice with death on the far side.
We were naive and thought we could conquer it all. We thought we were above the law. But the streets don't give a damn. They just rolling, indifferent to our dreams.
The nights were blackest. We drank oblivion in cheap liquor and the sweet taste of success that never stayed. The codeine flowed, a temporary escape from the chaos that surrounded us.
Grind More Than the Average Guy
You wanna crushing it? You gotta grind every day. This ain't no casual pursuit, this is about leaving your mark . The average Joe? He's content with scrolling through his phone. You? You're gonna become a legend. So lace up those shoes, sharpen that drive and get ready to dominate. This ain't for the weak, this is for those who are unstoppable
The Crown Ain't Heavy, But the Weight upon Glory Is Real
They say the crown ain't heavy, but they haven't felt that weight of a million eyes upon your every move. You bear the burden of a nation/world/people, and sometimes it feels like you're standing in a sea of scrutiny.
It's easy/It can be hard/It's a constant to remember who you are when everyone else has an opinion on who you should be/you are/you could become. But deep down/in the heart/underneath it all, there's a fire, a purpose that keeps you going. You strive to live up to/be worthy of/meet the demands of the glory, even when the weight feels like it's crushing you/your dreams/your spirit.