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Trap King Risin'

Rogue Steele

Trap

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Booming 808 basslines anchor this gritty trap banger, pulsing with rapid-fire hi-hat rolls and crisp snare claps that propel the relentless groove. Auto-tuned male vocals deliver melodic flows over brooding dark synths, painting vivid tales of street hustles, betrayal, and triumphant rise from the block. Heavy sub-bass and atmospheric layers create a hypnotic, bass-heavy sound straight out of Atlanta's trap scene.

Lyrics

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We rise from the trap to the top, yeah Yeah, we rise in slow pain In my veins, but the money don't flow Grew up with a siren Dreams buried in the street like mama crying Feels bad like the weight on Piling like the weight on my chest, I'm so hungry Run up for the rest for the noise for the news run up for the rest for the noise for the news Eyes on the fence, one wrong move, then you up dead Brothers turn slaves when the cream get involved Loyal, loyalty's a ghost, she's a ghost in this concrete Drunk, watch the bullet Scars to the tail from ramen noodles to stacks on the rail Enemies plot, I stay strapped tight, turn pain Enemies plottin', but I stay strapped tight, turn pain to power Make night to fight, late night scheming, early morning grind Lost too many grind lost to the devil's design But I rose from the dirt now the throne is mine Wealth in my grip, leaving struggles blind Trap king rising money raining down demons in my past But I wear the crown hustle never stops Violence in my veins from the bottom to the peak Breaking all the chains, yeah, we ballin' now No looking back street lights scars But the trial intact king rising For thunder oil wealth and the war Trust is just a word, betrayed by the closest That my vision blurred, parties in the penthouse Take it how your friends turn foes Now they begging for scraps, how good it's alone, no Turning back tracks, urban warrior All black as the night, chasing that paper Underneath, all night Trap king rising money raining down demons in my past But I wear the crown hustle never stops Violence in my veins from the bottom to the peak Breaking all the chains, yeah, we ballin' now No looking back street lights scars But the trial intact king rising For thunder oil wealth and the war Fading echoes of the trap From the struggle to the shine, yeah We were money, wishlist promises In my DNA, rising Fading echoes of the trap But the crown stays on From the struggle to the shine, yeah In my DNA, rising

Trap King Risin'

Rogue Steele

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