Bling on My Trapstar Neck

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Man, I'm walkin' through this city with my chest held up. These rocks on my chain is tellin' the whole world I'm a playa. You know what I'm sayin'? This ain't just ice, this is a sign of my grind.

Respect to the homies for helpin' me get here. We makin' it work out here. No question about it.

Drip Hard, Trapstar Life

Yo, climbin' to the top, stackin' bands like it's nothin'. Live that hustler life, sparklin' like a diamond. Keep it real, ain't no time for doubters.

These streets are my territory, where I control. Got the flow to make any b*tch trip. Grindin' hard, day and night to reach the summit. Stay real, stay focused.

From the Streets to the Stars

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

It wasn't easy though, the path to stardom was paved with hardships. There were times he almost quit, but something kept him pushing forward. Maybe it was the unwavering support of his family and friends, or maybe it was just that deep-seated determination burning inside him. Whatever it was, he kept, pushing through every setback. And finally, against all expectations, he made it. He rose above the grit and reached for the stars, becoming a shining example that even from the most humble beginnings, greatness can manifest.

Cruisin' in the Bentli

Yo, this evenin', I was flippin' through my hood, lookin' for some action. Pulled up quick like in my white Bentley, doors shut tight. The whole street {was buzzin'|stopped dead|looked on with envy, man. I was feelin' myself. Got out the whip, grabbed my chain, and caught some eyes. This ain't just a ride, this is a way of life.

It went down in history.

Straight Up No Cap , Just Trapstar Grind

Yo, lemme tell you somethin'. This ain't no game. This is the trap|hustle|grind. We breathin' for this, ya feel me? 24/7, it's about buildin' that dough. Keep pushin'.

We ain't got a ceiling. We climbin' for the sky. The world's ours to take over.

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

Stackin' Up Off the Codeine Dreams

This life ain't for the faint of heart. You gotta be street smart and ready to climb. The codeine got us dreamin' big, see? Visions of Lambos and stacks of cash so high they touch the sky. It's a rollercoaster sometimes, but that ain't gonna stop us from chasing our goals. We hustlin' hard to make these codeine dreams a reality.

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