Gems on My Trapstar Chain

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

Props to the homies for helpin' me get this far. We makin' it big out here. No ???? about it.

Drip Hard, Trapstar Life

Yo, grindin' to the top, stackin' racks like it's nothin'. Live that hustler life, shinin' like a diamond. Keep it real, ain't no time click here for haters.

These streets are my jungle, where I rule. Got the flow to make any girl faint. workin' hard, day and night to reach the top. Stay loyal, stay focused.

From the Streets to the Stars

This ain't no fairy tale ordinary kid. He was born and bred on the harsh avenues, where survival was a daily grind and dreams were often just fleeting glimpses. But this dude had something different, a fire in his belly that wouldn't be extinguished by the harsh 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 obstacles. There were times he almost quit, but something kept him moving. Maybe it was the unwavering faith of his family and friends, or maybe it was just that deep-seated desire burning inside him. Whatever it was, he kept, pushing through every setback. 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 unexpected beginnings, greatness can arise.

Rollin' in the Bently

Yo, last night, I was flippin' through my hood, lookin' for some action. Pulled up real slick in my white Bentley, top down. The whole street {was buzzin'|stopped dead|looked on with envy, man. I was livin' the dream. Got out the whip, smoothed out my hair, and caught some eyes. This ain't just a ride, this is a symbol.

We had a blast.

Straight Up No Cap , Just Trapstar Grind

Yo, lemme tell you somethin'. This ain't no game. This is the trap|hustle|grind. We livin' for this, ya feel me? Every day, it's about accumulatig' that dough. Hustle hard.

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

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

Blowin' Cash Off the Codeine Dreams

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

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