In the night grind, shadows creep as I rise,
Sharp beats thumpin’, hear the hunger in my eyes.
Street flare ignites, we hustle through the pain,
Trap pulse quickened, like the heart in the rain.
Life on the edge, yeah, we walk that line,
Silent move, stay low, we embrace the grind.
Whispers in the alley, a tale of the lost,
Power flowin’ strong, never mindin’ the cost.
Dark echoes surround, memories drip like sweat,
Chasin’ dreams in the mist, no room for regret.
Under streetlights, we dance with fate,
Those who fell short, they just couldn’t relate.
No sleep for the weary, our spirits alive,
Rise from the struggle, like we’re meant to survive.
Heartbeat syncs with the rhythm of the night,
In this trap symphony, we’re ready for the fight.
Echoes rumble down avenues paved in desire,
Every corner turned, fuelin’ that fire.
From dusk till dawn, we keep makin’ waves,
In the pulse of the trap, we’ll be the brave.
So we move in silence, but the truth cuts loud,
A tribe of the restless, together we’re proud.
With sharp beats resonatin’ in the depths of the soul,
We’ll find our own way, let the darkness unfold.
As the sun breaks free, wash away the dust,
We’ll rise from the shadows, in unity we trust.
In a world of echoes, our voices stay strong,
Through the night grind we’ve traveled, we finally belong.
This city’s our canvas, painted with dreams,
In the trap’s heartbeat, we’re stronger than we seem.
Through the dark and the light, as our spirits align,
In the end, it’s the journey, forever we shine.
Trap
Night grind, Sharp beats, Street flare, Trap pulse, Dark echo, Power flow, Silent move
Trap
Night grind, Sharp beats, Street flare, Trap pulse, Dark echo, Power flow, Silent move