Gems on My Trapstar Neck

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Man, I'm walkin' website through this city with my stare held up. These diamonds on my trapstar is tellin' the whole world I'm a boss. You know what I'm sayin'? This ain't just jewelry, this is a symbol of my grind.

Props to the crew for helpin' me get here. We makin' it work out here. No doubt about it.

Drip Hard, Trapstar Life

Yo, risin' to the top, stackin' paper like it's nothin'. Live that trapstar life, glistenin' like a diamond. Keep it real, ain't no room for haters.

These streets are my territory, where I rule. Got the game to make any girl faint. hustlin' hard, day and always to reach the peak. Stay loyal, stay focused.

From the Streets to the Stars

This ain't no fairy tale simple kid. He was born and bred on the harsh streets, where survival was a daily grind and dreams were often just fleeting illusions. But this dude had something different, a fire in his belly that wouldn't be dampened by the harsh realities around him. He knew he was destined for more, anything beyond the confines of his restricted world.

It wasn't easy though, the path to stardom was paved with challenges. There were times he almost threw in the towel, but something kept him going. Maybe it was the unwavering belief of his family and friends, or maybe it was just that deep-seated conviction burning inside him. Whatever it was, he continued, pushing through every doubt. And finally, against all odds, he made it. He rose above the dirt and reached for the sky, becoming a shining example that even from the most humble beginnings, greatness can emerge.

Cruisin' in the Bentli

Yo, this evenin', I was skippin' through my hood, lookin' for some action. Pulled up real slick in my silver Bentley, windows tinted. The whole street {was buzzin'|stopped dead|looked on with envy, man. I was feelin' myself. Got out the whip, grabbed my chain, and made a statement. This ain't just a ride, this is a way of life.

It was a wild night.

Straight Up No Cap , Just Trapstar Grind

Yo, lemme tell you somethin'. This ain't just a hobby. This is the trap|hustle|grind. We livin' for this, ya feel me? All damn time, it's about accumulatig' that cash. Hustle hard.

We ain't got boundaries. We grasping for the top. The game' ours to take over.

It's a lonely road, but we got each other's backs.

Blowin' Cash Off the Codeine Dreams

This grind ain't for the faint of heart. You gotta be tough and ready to go hard. The codeine got us dreamin' big, see? Visions of Bentleys and stacks of paper so high they touch the sky. It's a blur sometimes, but that ain't gonna stop us from chasing our goals. We workin' hard to make these codeine dreams a reality.

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