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 ascending. I'm a product of this madness, molded by the pain and ambition in my soul.
My rhymes are my weapons, spitting fire 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 tries to break us down.
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 life ain't for the weak. It's a battlefield out here, filled with temptation. You gotta be hungry to survive, to climb over the ranks and grab that green. 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 sparkling stones, there's demons lurking. You gotta watch your back 'cause everyone wants what you got. The game can consume you, turn a hustler into a stranger. It's a fine line between fame and hell.
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 a solid base for our aspirations. This initial step is often overlooked, yet it holds the key to attaining true brilliance.
From there, imagination takes over. Ideas flourish 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 Trapstar with passion, we can overcome any difficulty.
Remember, every groundbreaking invention, every artistic masterpiece, and groundbreaking achievement began as a simple thought. 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 be the real hustle. The streets reeked of burnt rubber and broken promises. We were running that quick fix, caught in a maze of our own design. Every day was a gamble, a roll of the dice with death on the other side.
We were young and thought we could control it all. We thought we were untouchable the law. But the streets won't give a damn. They just going, indifferent to our desires.
The nights were blackest. We sought oblivion in cheap liquor and the sweet taste of success that never lasted. The codeine flowed, a temporary escape from the chaos that surrounded us.
Grind More Than the Average Guy
You wanna succeed? You gotta put in the work. This ain't no hobby, this is about taking control . The average Joe? He's content with watching TV. You? You're gonna rise above. So lace up those sneakers, 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 in 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 carry expectations of a nation/world/people, and sometimes it feels like you're sinking 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 passion that keeps you going. You reach 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.