This ain't no fairytale, this the real deal. See these diamonds they tell a story, of hustle and grind. Dominating in this concrete jungle where dreams get shattered like glass. But the fire in my heart flickers, 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 hunger 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 hopes 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 unfolding.
Diamonds & Demons: The Trapstar Life
This hustle ain't for the weak. It's a battlefield out here, filled with temptation. You gotta be ruthless 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 streets, they're just a symbol. A symbol of power. But behind those shining stones, there's demons lurking. You gotta watch your six 'cause everyone wants what you got. The game can consume you, turn a brother into here a stranger. It's a fine line between fame and ashes.
From Bricks to Brilliance
Building anything remarkable starts with a simple foundation. Just as architects lay the groundwork with strong bricks, so too must we cultivate firm base for our aspirations. This initial stage is often overlooked, but it holds the key to attaining true brilliance.
From there, imagination takes over. Ideas emerge like vibrant flowers, each one a potential masterpiece waiting to be brought into reality. The process is not without its challenges; obstacles are inevitable along the way. But with dedication, we can overcome any struggle.
Remember, every groundbreaking invention, each artistic masterpiece, and groundbreaking 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 is the real shit. The streets stunk of burnt rubber and broken promises. We were chasing that quick score, 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 young and thought we could overcome it all. We thought we were above the law. But the streets won't play fair. They just rolling, indifferent to our schemes.
The nights were blackest. We drank oblivion in cheap liquor and the numbing taste of success that never stayed. The codeine flowed, a fleeting escape from the violence that surrounded us.
Outwork Every Other Player
You wanna make something of yourself? You gotta put in the work. This ain't no part-time gig, this is about dominating . The average Joe? He's content with scrolling through his phone. You? You're gonna become a legend. So lace up those boots, sharpen that focus and get ready to break through. This ain't for the weak, this is for those who are unstoppable
The Crown Ain't Heavy, But the Weight of Glory Is Real
They say the crown ain't heavy, but they haven't felt this weight of a million dreams upon your every move. You bear the burden of a nation/world/people, and sometimes it feels like you're sinking 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 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.