Bling on My Neck, Trap in My Soul

This ain't no fairytale, this the real deal. See these diamonds they tell a story, of hustle and grind. Survival 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 rising. I'm a product of this chaos, molded by the pain and ambition in my soul.

My rhymes are my weapons, spitting truth at the world. Each verse a testament to my journey, the scars I carry, Trapstar the lessons learned. This ain't just music, it's therapy. It's the voice of the voiceless, the echo of our hopes in a system that constantly tests us.

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 grind ain't for the weak. It's a jungle out here, filled with greed. You gotta be smart to survive, to climb through the ranks and grab that blessing. 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 gleaming stones, there's demons lurking. You gotta watch your six 'cause everyone wants what you got. The game can destroy you, turn a friend into a stranger. It's a fine line between fame and hell.

From Bricks to Brilliance

Building anything remarkable begins with a simple foundation. Just as architects lay the groundwork with sturdy bricks, so too must we cultivate unshakable base for our aspirations. This initial stage is often overlooked, yet it holds the key to realizing true brilliance.

From there, imagination takes over. Ideas blossom like vibrant plants, each one a potential masterpiece waiting to be developed into reality. The process is not without its challenges; hurdles are inevitable along the way. But with passion, we can overcome any setback.

Remember, every groundbreaking invention, every artistic masterpiece, and monumental achievement began as a simple thought. It's the courage to transform 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 shit. 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 other side.

We were foolish and thought we could conquer it all. We thought we were untouchable the law. But the streets won't care. They just kept, indifferent to our schemes.

The nights were longest. We smoked oblivion in cheap liquor and the numbing taste of success that never stayed. The codeine rushed, a temporary escape from the reality that surrounded us.

Outwork Every Other Player

You wanna make something of yourself? You gotta leave it all on the field. This ain't no part-time gig, this is about dominating . The average Joe? He's content with sitting around. You? You're gonna become a legend. So lace up those sneakers, sharpen that drive and get ready to conquer. 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 hearts 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 pressure.

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 drive 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.