Grinding hard, we ain’t folding under pressure,
Got the loud vibes, turning dreams to treasure.
Count the bars like it’s bread in the bank,
Stacking up the vision, never riding in a tank.
Hit the scene, yeah, we flash like a strobe,
Every move we make, feel the heat, it’s a globe.
Empty pockets turning to a crown on my head,
Got the street in my veins, never living in dread.
Chasing clout, it’s the hustle that we know,
Got our eyes on the prize, so let the grind flow.
Pressure builds, but we shine like a diamond,
In this game of life, watch my soul get aligned.
Late nights, bright lights, trapping with the fam,
Every single bar, yeah, it’s part of the plan.
Vibes so loud, feel the pulse of the crowd,
Living for the moment, we ain’t ever gonna bow.
Climbing heights with the rhythm in my heart,
Every step a journey, a new form of art.
Goals in my sight, never blurred, always clear,
With every ounce of passion, watch me shift into gear.
They can’t dim the shine, no matter what they say,
We’re the kings of our story, carving out our own way.
Fueled by ambition, we’re breaking through the seams,
In the life we create, we’re the architects of dreams.
So here’s to the grind, the struggle, the fight,
Embracing who we are, chasing stars in the night.
This is our anthem, our vibe, our sound,
Together we rise, as the legends unbound.
Chasing clout, it’s the journey, not the end,
With every beat that drops, we’re reborn again.
Remember the grind, the passion that it sows,
In the rhythm of life, we find out who really knows.
Trap
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