Trap Therapy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, we up now, ice cold wrist, got the city on lockdown. Pull up, big moves, never back down. Runnin’ up the bag, I don’t ever take a loss, diamonds on me dancin’, I ain’t never feelin’ lost. Whippin’ through the city, engine roar like a boss, came up from the bottom, now they watch me take off. Hundred on the dash when I pull up in the coupe, shorty hit my line, said she love the way I move. I been gettin’ money, I got nothin’ else to prove, stackin’ all these hunnids, I got way too much to lose. Got the opps mad, ‘cause they see me in my prime, told ‘em stay patient, I been workin’ overtime. Now my name buzzin’ and my wrist is full of shine, never trust a soul, gotta keep it in the nine. Runnin’ up the bag, I don’t ever take a loss, diamonds on me dancin’, I ain’t never feelin’ lost. Whippin’ through the city, engine roar like a boss, came up from the bottom, now they watch me take off. Haters talkin’ down but they stay up on my page, see me poppin’ off, now they lookin’ hella phased. Big body foreign, switchin’ lanes like a race, told ‘em I was next, now they tryna ride the wave. Hundred K in cash, throw it up, make it rain, came from the mud, now I’m stuntin’ on the game. I was dead broke, now I’m drippin’ in these chains, they ain’t see the vision, now they tryna know my name. I was down bad, now I’m way up, money callin’, tell ‘em pay up. Took some Ls, now I stay up, they ain’t see me then, now they change up. Runnin’ up the bag, I don’t ever take a loss, diamonds on me dancin’, I ain’t never feelin’ lost. Whippin’ through the city, engine roar like a boss, came up from the bottom, now they watch me take off. Yeah, we up now, told ‘em I was next, now they all wanna come ‘round. Ice cold wrist, got the city on lockdown. Pull up, big moves, never back down.

Prado, tú no eres nadie, man. Scarlett ni te menciona, loco. Ahora ama a Ariel, tú quedaste en el limbo. Jajaja, maldito payaso. Prado, tú eres un chiste, un caso perdido, Scarlett te vio y cambió de camino. Ariel la tiene en el mall bendecido, tú en la verga, sin rumbo, fundido. Hablas de calle, pero no eres real, tus moves son fakes, tu vida es viral. Dices que mandas, pero no das na’, te vieron en crisis pidiendo pa’ pan. (Yeah) Prado, tú no eres capo, (Yeah) la vida te dio un knockout. (Yeah) Scarlett te borró del mapa, (Yeah) Ariel le da lo que faltaba. Tú te creías el más duro, el más fuerte, pero en la cama no hiciste ni un puente. Scarlett me dijo que eres un juguete, pero de esos que acaban en la basura, pa’ siempre. Tú estás en la calle, pero en decadencia, no tienes respeto, no tienes presencia. Te jactas de movie, pero sin secuencia, Ariel sí la tiene en flow de excelencia. (Yeah, yeah) ¿Dónde está Prado? No lo veo. (Yeah, yeah) En la ruina, sin deseo. (Yeah, yeah) Mientras Ariel le da fuego, (Yeah, yeah) tú sigues llorando en el suelo. Scarlett ya olvidó tu existencia, Ariel le enseñó lo que es competencia. Prado, pa’ ti ya no hay paciencia, quédate en la verga, perdiste la esencia.

Boy, you need to see, I’m on a different wave, Got my own thing poppin’, Ain’t tryna be your save. Late nights, feelin’ right, I’m glowin' on my own, Wanna dance in the light, Got that fire, I’ve grown. (Pre-Chorus) You think I need the spark, But I’m lightin' my own dark, I’m more than just a dream, Got a whole other scheme. (Chorus) I don’t want your love, I got my own, Livin' life myself, I've found my groove, I’m grown, I’m independent, got that vibe on lock, Just me, myself, and my heart on the block. Oh, I don’t need no crown to wear, Ridin’ solo, babe, I don’t even care, Got my own love, and it feels so right, Just me, myself, dancin’ through the night. (Verse 2) You were lookin' for a queen, But I’m already the prize, Caught up in my own dream, Watch me, I’ll mesmerize. No more playin’ games, Got my mind on my grind, Self-love in the flames, Ain’t got time to rewind. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, I’m livin' loud and free, Got my own melody, You thought you could define me, But I’m all that I can be. (Chorus) I don’t want your love, I got my own, Livin' life myself, I've found my groove, I’m grown, I’m independent, got that vibe on lock, Just me, myself, and my heart on the block. Oh, I don’t need no crown to wear, Ridin’ solo, babe, I don’t even care, Got my own love, and it feels so right, Just me, myself, dancin’ through the night. (Bridge) So watch me shine, I rise, With every beat, I’m alive, Got my heart, got my soul, In this freedom, I’m whole. No, I don’t need your play, I’m my own getaway, Watch me bloom, watch me glow, Self-love is the show. (Chorus) I don’t want your love, I got my own, Livin' life myself, I've found my groove, I’m grown, I’m independent, got that vibe on lock, Just me, myself, and my heart on the block. Oh, I don’t need no crown to wear, Ridin’ solo, babe, I don’t even care, Got my own love, and it feels so right, Just me, myself, dancin’ through the night. (Outro) Yeah, I’m dancin’ through the night, Feelin’ so alive, Got my own love, And I’m ready to thrive.

[Verse] Wakin' up early, bag heavy with the stress Books in one hand, dreams clingin' to a vest Teacher talkin' loud, drownin’ in the noise Future shadowed dim, can't find the right poise [Verse 2] Homies on the grind, barely gettin’ by Streetlight beacons, no stars in our sky Math problems bear down, hustle never slows Duckin' trouble, tryin' not to lose our flows [Chorus] Bent but not broken, we fightin’ every day Struggle in the schoolyard, just tryin’ to make a way Life throwin’ curveballs, we batting at the strife Classes and the streets, man, it’s all the same life [Verse 3] Lunchroom hustle, cards flyin’ in the back Cold pizza in the tray, dreams under attack Homework in the night, wishin’ for a break Street dreams scream loud, choices that we make [Verse 4] Papers stacked high, feelin' crushed by the weight Futures on the line, ain't got time to wait Principal's office, trouble brew in the hall Dodgin' through the maze, we tryin' not to fall [Bridge] Grades on the slide, while the blocks be hot Who knew the hardest lessons come from a chalk spot? Friends lost along the way, some behind bars School of hard knocks, where we raisin’ up the stars

Verse 1 [Raw, raspy flow over a dark piano loop and trap-style 808s] Starin’ at this Henny, shit—this glass ain’t spill enough, Should’ve held her close, but ego’s one stubborn fuck. Now she’s ghost, left my heart in a zip-lock bag, Regrets taste like ash, yeah, I’m smokin’ my last drag. Had the world in my palm, then I fucked up the bag, Love’s a dice game, snake eyes, now I’m crawlin’ back. She was ride-or-die, but I let the streets distract, Now her memory’s a bullet—click—no chamber left to clap. Ain’t no “we’ll be fine,” just texts on read, Same mistakes, different night, fuck—I’m playin’ dead. Chorus [Auto-tuned edge, trap soul vibe] Only see the light when the fuckin’ bulb’s blown, Only miss her touch when you’re sleepin’ alone. Only know you love her when she’s fuckin’ gone, Let her go, let her go—now you’re singin’ this song. Only feel alive when you’re numb as fuck, Only trust the pain ’cause it’s all you’ve got. Life’s a cold joke, and the punchline’s rough: You only know you love her when you call her bluff… Verse 2 [Aggressive yet vulnerable, beat drops darker] Empty bed, empty threats, yeah, I’m drownin’ my sins, Her perfume’s stuck in my sheets like a tattoo on my skin. Should’ve wife’d her up, but I flirted with the game, Now I’m screamin’ at the moon, “Bring her back—what’s her name?!” Thug tears mix with liquor, ain’t no pride in this pain, She’s a diamond in my past, now I’m diggin’ through the drain. Socials got me stalkin’—like a fiend for a hit, Every “I’m done” was a lie, every “last time” was shit. Funny how the heart wants what the hands can’t grip, Love’s a phantom limb—itchin’ where the scars exist… Bridge [Harsh whisper, distorted bass] Ain’t no saint, just a N***A who’s been broke before, Love’s a debt I can’t pay—now the repo’s at the door. Fuck the “what ifs,” fuck the pride, fuck the wars, Should’ve kissed her scars ’stead of countin’ her flaws… Outro [Beat fades, gravelly spoken word] Yeah, the universe laughs while I’m sippin’ this pain, Lost the queen for the crown—was the trade-off worth the chain? Sunrise don’t mean shit when the night’s got your name, So I’ll toast to the ghosts… y’all stay winnin’ the game. [Sound of glass shattering, silence]

[Instrumental]

(VERSE) Todos los dias me pregunto si tengo algún delirio Pensamientos que me vienen esto es un martirio entre la cordura y locura a veces no hay equilibrio estoy un poco mal y ya los sé, bien (VERSE) Pienso que La esperanza La ultima que se pierde De la desgracia y del dolor Es que aveces se aprende de lado malo o bueno como lo veas eso de ti depende Para mí todo está bien (VERSE) Me sumerjo en mi mente Buscando ciertas di vagancias De recuerdos vergonzosos De situaciones, circunstancias De cuál fue el primer regalo Que algún día recibí De la primera envidia Que de mi amigo yo sentí De cómo va mi vida ahora De mi vida del pasado De la sexta temporada De mi mundo imaginario Bueno ya me importa y fijo viendo la pantalla un par de toques al teclado muevo el mouse sin importancia Pensando en mis deudas Que nunca se me acaban Mi maldita y mala suerte Que siempre me acompaña (CHOIR) Todos los dias me pregunto si tengo algún delirio Pensamientos que me vienen esto es un martirio entre la cordura y locura a veces no hay equilibrio estoy un poco mal y ya los sé, bien (VERSE) Me pregunto mentalmente ¿Cuantas veces he luchado? Con las mismas porquerías Que siempre me han tirado Dicen Que si nunca lo obtuviste Es porque nunca te has esforzado Pero cuando lo obtienes ¿de dónde lo has sacado? Me pregunto mentalmente ¿Qué tan interesante es mi vida? Que se meten, escudriñan Hasta revisan las esquinas (BRIDGE) Que el mundo de hoy en día Está lleno de etiquetas Por la etnia, el estrato El trabajo, la apariencia A veces me sorprendo De las futuras circunstancias Que plantea el destino Que genera pérdidas o ganancias De un paso el amor Esta el odio del amor puedes matar asi somos nosotros los humano tú lo tienes que aceptar (VERSE) pero oye no me hagas caso son delirios de un loquero que plasma en una hoja delirios pensamientos recuerdos situaciones y preguntas internas que tu tambien te has hecho no te hagas no te ofendas (CHOIR) Todos los dias me pregunto si tengo algún delirio Pensamientos que me vienen esto es un martirio entre la cordura y locura a veces no hay el equilibrio estoy un poco mal y ya los sé, bien

Walk in the courtroom, fresh suit, big case, Plaintiff look nervous, defense in disgrace. Stacking up wins, yeah, I don’t take a loss, Billboard flex, got my name up in gloss. I don’t chase checks, man, checks chase me, Got a whole firm grindin’ like a legal machine. When they see me walk in, they already know, That settlement rising like the interest rate flow. Big verdicts, bigger checks, Turn pain into pay—show respect. No cap, no stress, If you got hurt, I handle the rest. Million-dollar verdicts like it’s nothin’ but a game, Defense try to play, but they know I bring the flame. Every deposition, yeah, I’m cookin’ up the heat, Turn a tough situation to a real easy feat. Suits tailored, yeah, the fit too clean, Driving past the courthouse in a blacked-out beam. Every call that I take, man, it’s money on the line, If you got that big case, better get in my time. Big verdicts, bigger checks, Turn pain into pay—show respect. No cap, no stress, If you got hurt, I handle the rest. From the first consult to the big payday, When they need a real lawyer, they know who to say. Name on the plaque, name in the books, I don’t just win, man, I rewrite the rules.

🎵 "IFTI – LEVEL UP" 🎵 (Hindi Trap Anthem – Hustle, Dreams & No Limits) 🎶 [Intro] (Soft synths, auto-tune hums, deep bass creeping in) "Haan, Ifti… Level up… Chhoti soch walo ka game over…" (Echo fades in, 808s building up…) 🔥 [Beat Drops – Heavy 808s, hi-hats rolling, flow starts] [Verse 1 – The Hustle Begins] Subah se raat tak, hustle on sight, Mehnat ka rang, ab chamkega bright. School ke raaste, sapne mere bade, Duniya bole wait, par chalu bina pade. Coaching se wapas, likhta main bars, Chhoti si gali se, bade hain yeh stars. Mehnat ka silsila, kabhi na rukega, Koi bhi aaye, Ifti na jhukega. 🎶 (Synths rise, vocals get more intense, beat pauses before chorus) [Pre-Chorus – Build-up to the Hook] Aankhein laal, raat bhar chala, Jo bhi socha, woh sach ho raha. Duniya ke shor ko banaya ignition, Game set ho raha, bas ek condition… 🎶 (Beat drops back hard, 808s slam, hook comes in heavy!) [Chorus – The Catchiest Part, Anthem Vibe] "LEVEL UP! (Level Up!)" (Adlibs echo: "Ifti Ifti!") "Baarish ho note ki, rukega nahi!" "LEVEL UP! (Level Up!)" (Echo: "Udaan bhari!") "Haters ke munh pe, chhodega nayi kahani!" 🎶 (Beat switch – darker synths, bass deepens, fast hi-hats, flow picks up speed!) [Verse 2 – No Distractions, Just Power Moves] Akele hi chala, yeh rasta mera, Sapne reality, jeetne ka dera. Log jo hase the, ab wo hi poochhein, Kaise bana tu, bata zara humein?" Chhoti soch wale, peeche hi rahe, Main speed mein hoon, raaste sab kahe. Ifti ka naam ab har jagah chale, Duniya ko lagta yeh sapna hai re!" 🎶 (Beat slows, dreamy echo, vocals soften before the final buildup!) [Bridge – Emotional Moment, Before Final Drop] "Meri kahani likhi ja rahi… Jo bhi socha, woh sach ho rahi…" (Echo fades, slow heartbeat-like drums, suspense builds…) 🎶 (Final Drop – Hardest, Loudest, and Most Powerful Chorus!) [Final Chorus – The Big Moment] "LEVEL UP! (Level Up!)" (Deep voice echoes: "Ifti! Ifti!") "Ab koi bhi aaye, rukega nahi!" "LEVEL UP! (Level Up!)" (808s hit harder, last big energy burst!) "Duniya bole, par kisi se na dare!" 🎶 (Outro – Soft piano, echoes of “Ifti… Level Up… koi roke na…” fade into silence…)

(Intro – Whispered, deep bass, eerie synths, slow buildup) "Who comes… when the night calls?" (Low-pitched, ghostly echo) (Beat Drop – 808 bass, cowbells, fast hi-hats, distorted voice starts) (Verse 1 – Short, bouncy, hypnotic flow) Dark rider… (Dark rider!) Shadows creeping… (Creeping!) Engines roaring, fire’s burning, Speed so deadly, world keeps turning. (Chorus – Hook, distorted, echoed vocal repeats like "Matushka") "DARK… RI-DER! (Echo: Ri-der…der…der…)" "NIGHT IGNITES, LIGHTS FADE AWAY!" (Verse 2 – Aggressive, heavy bass drop, distorted flow) Moonlight gone, streets turn red, Smoke so thick, sky burns dead. No way back, fire in my veins, Dark Rider comes, fear remains! (Bridge – Slow eerie synths, whispers, deep echo like Matushka bridge) "The night… belongs to me…" (distorted, stretched sound) (Outro – Beat fades, echoed whispers) "Dark Rider… will return…" (Reverb-heavy whisper, fades out)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Holy, holy, holy, yeah Pope Francis, let’s get it, uh Pope Francis, yeah, he stay blessin' Love and peace, he be teachin' all the lessons From Rome to the streets, man, we got the message Pope Francis, yeah, he stay flexin' Humble heart, but his faith is heavy Rollin’ through the church with the rosary steady Prayin' for the world, keep it strong, keep it ready Pope Francis, yeah, he always been the steady Pope in the Vatican, cool with the people Got the wisdom, always preachin’ 'bout the equal Serving the poor, showin' love, no sequel Ain’t no hate, just a vibe that’s so lethal He’s a king, no crown, but he walkin' like one Runnin' through the kingdom with the Holy Son From Argentina to Rome, yeah, he’s the chosen one Chillin' with the flock, while we battle with the demons Turnin’ sinners into saints, no matter what the season Pope Francis, yeah, the man on the throne Rappin' for the truth, got the whole world on the phone From the Sistine to the block, we all singin' his song Stayin' humble through the storm, he been movin' strong Pope Francis, yeah, he stay blessin' Love and peace, he be teachin' all the lessons From Rome to the streets, man, we got the message Pope Francis, yeah, he stay flexin' Humble heart, but his faith is heavy Rollin’ through the church with the rosary steady Prayin' for the world, keep it strong, keep it ready Pope Francis, yeah, he always been the steady He ain’t about the hype, just the truth he spittin' Unity’s the goal, that’s the mission he’s hittin' He got the cross on his neck, but it’s love he’s quittin’ Turnin’ hate into light, you know he ain't never slippin’ No chains on him, just the Holy Spirit flowin' Gave up the throne, and now the love keep growin' It’s all about the people, yeah, that’s how he’s rollin' Pope Francis, keep the faith alive, we showin’ He got the heart of gold, no cap, no flex He’s the shepherd, we the sheep, no time to stress Pope Francis, always with the people next Prayin' for the lost souls, leadin' to the best Pope Francis, yeah, he stay blessin' Love and peace, he be teachin' all the lessons From Rome to the streets, man, we got the message Pope Francis, yeah, he stay flexin' Humble heart, but his faith is heavy Rollin’ through the church with the rosary steady Prayin' for the world, keep it strong, keep it ready Pope Francis, yeah, he always been the steady Pope Francis, yeah, we all got the vision With the man of peace, there’s no division Pope Francis, yeah, that’s the real mission We gon' spread the love, no matter the condition, uh. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Pope Francis...

Verse 1 (Chopped soul sample, dusty 808s) Cruisin’ thru the trenches, na, blunt tucked in my lip, Feds posted on the corner, but my tint stay equipped. Shawty hittin’ “Where you @?”—I’m like “Out here gettin’ checks,” Trap phone buzzin’ nonstop, got the plug on some “What’s next?” Sippin’ Wock’ in a styrofoam, let the lean hit my veins, Grind don’t sleep, na, we ain’t playin’ no games. Palm trees saggin’ like they tired of the heat, We ain’t talkin’ loyalty—just who eat off the street. Chorus (Muted horns, trap hats softened by vinyl hiss) It’s a slow grind, late nights, na, get the bag, Loyalty’s thin, trust a myth—watch your back. Hoes come, hoes go, na, keep it G, Crispy kicks, thick blunts, and that OG. Verse 2 (Darker bassline, eerie piano keys) Met a rider named Diablo, na, soul colder than snow, Chopper sing lullabies if you play with the dough. She a bad lil’ thotiana, na, braids in her crown, Slingin’ “Come thru” texts, but I’m ghost when the sun down. Backseat of the Whip, na, stash spot in the seat, 12 lurkin’, na, we ain’t makin’ no plea. Life’s a dice game—n***a, roll smooth or get rolled, We don’t cry ’bout the past—just the weight that we hold. Bridge (Spoken-word over police sirens, distant gun clicks) Ayo… the block’s a hungry beast, na, feed it or flee, Real nas move quiet—feds lurk in the mist. Smoke a gram to the face, let the stress lift, Ain’t no saints here—just the cursed and the gifted. Chorus (Muted horns, trap hats softened by vinyl hiss) It’s a slow grind, late nights, na, get the bag, Loyalty’s thin, trust a myth—watch your back. Hoes come, hoes go, na, keep it G, Crispy kicks, thick blunts, and that OG. Outro (Beat fades into ambient rain, porch creaks) Moonlight’s my alibi, n***a, silence my plea, We don’t chase closure—just the next zip of tree. Pour the last swig, let the paranoia ease, Chill ’til the sirens fade… And the block goes to sleep.