Yeah, it's all about the movement, no time for the wait,
Hit the gas, we ain't coming down, never hesitate,
Silent grind, when the night unfolds, dreams in sight,
Chasing bags, reaching zenith, we take flight.
On that cloud nine, ain't no looking back,
Faded red sunsets, painting future on the track,
Rolling deep with the crew, yeah, we own this town,
Smooth flex, stacking wins, never losing ground.
Dollars in the air, watch the paper dance and sway,
Every step I take, I feel alive, man, that’s the play,
No regrets, all about the risks we never shun,
Life’s a game of hustle, and we already won.
Cruising through the city, lights flicker like a dream,
Grinding silent but they feel the energy we beam,
Accelerate your vibe, keep it fresh, never fade,
Living in the fast lane, all the dues we paid.
Whispers in the night, but we loud on the scene,
Counting every win, celebrating in between,
Vision clear, heart fierce, and we won’t fall,
Smooth flex and power moves; yeah, we’re giving it all.
Embrace the moment, ride the waves that life sends,
This journey is a blessing; we make time our friends,
Faded red reminisce, but we keep it alive,
Living life in the fast lane, watch the passion thrive.
So we raise a glass to all who play this game,
Chasing every dream while igniting the flame,
As the night fades, and dawn breaks apart,
In this life we crafted, we’ve etched it in our heart.
Trap
Fast lane, Silent grind, Cloud nine, No regrets, Faded red, Chasing bags, Smooth flex
Trap
Fast lane, Silent grind, Cloud nine, No regrets, Faded red, Chasing bags, Smooth flex