Diamonds 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. Thriving 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 struggle, molded by the pain and drive in my soul.

My rhymes are my weapons, spitting truth at the world. Each verse a testament to my journey, the scars I carry, the lessons learned. This ain't just music, it's therapy. It's the voice of the voiceless, the echo of our dreams in a system that wants to check here 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 hungry to survive, to climb through the ranks and grab that paper. They say diamonds are a king'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 shoulder 'cause everyone wants what you got. The game can consume you, turn a brother into a stranger. It's a fine line between wealth and ruin.

From Bricks to Brilliance

Building anything remarkable commences 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 step is often overlooked, yet it holds the key to realizing true brilliance.

From there, imagination takes over. Ideas flourish like vibrant creations, 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 perseverance, we can overcome any struggle.

Remember, every groundbreaking invention, each artistic masterpiece, and monumental achievement began as a simple brick. It's the courage to evolve 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 deal. The streets smelled of burnt rubber and broken promises. We were seeking that quick score, caught in a maze of our own creation. 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 invincible the law. But the streets didn't give a damn. They just kept, indifferent to our dreams.

The nights were longest. We drank oblivion in cheap liquor and the sweet taste of success that never remained. The codeine flowed, a fleeting escape from the chaos that surrounded us.

Hustle Harder Than Your Average Joe

You wanna crushing it? You gotta put in the work. This ain't no part-time gig, this is about leaving your mark . The average Joe? He's content with watching TV. You? You're gonna rise above. So lace up those shoes, sharpen that focus and get ready to dominate. This ain't for the weak, this is for those who want it all

The Crown Ain't Heavy, But the Weight upon Glory Is Real

They say the crown ain't heavy, but they haven't felt the weight of a million eyes upon your every move. You shoulder responsibility 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 passion that keeps you going. You fight 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.