[Trap Soul]
[Hook – Pain Harmonized]
I walk through fire in designer
Scars on my soul, but my drip still flyer
Heart full of pain, but I move like a rider
They threw dirt on my name — I bloomed out the briar
Still got trauma I don’t post
Still got nights I don’t boast
But I came up clean from the smoke
Look close — this shine ain’t just for show
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[Verse 1 – Flex soul]
They see the glow, but they don’t know what it cost
I done lost ones, broke down, paid every loss
Had to hustle through heartbreak, grind through the grief
Now it’s gold on my neck, pain stitched in the seams
Used to cry in the dark, now I shine in the day
Turned pain into profit, put the hurt on display
Now I toast with the demons I beat on the way
I ain’t perfect — I’m proof that the real don’t fade
[Verse 2 – Flex Soul]
Penthouse views, but I came from the bottom
All of this pain? I ain’t try to dodge it
I wore it, I owned it, then flipped it for profit
Now I pull up clean like trauma ain’t poppin’
But don’t get it twisted, I still got triggers
Still got nights where I’m drinkin’ my feelings
Still talk to the sky like, “Lord, are you hearin’?”
But I stack while I heal — I’m breakin’ these ceilings
[Hook – Slightly Enhanced]
I walk through fire in designer
Scars on my soul, but my drip still flyer
Heart full of pain, but I move like a rider
They threw dirt on my name — I bloomed out the briar
Still got trauma I don’t post
Still got nights I don’t boast
But I came up clean from the smoke
Look close — this shine ain’t just for show
[Bridge – Optional Melodic/Spoken Break]
Ain’t no shame in the struggle
Ain’t no loss in the tears
If you still standin’
Then you stronger than your fears
[Verse 3 – Prayer Style]
Lord, if I fall again, catch me with grace
I been runnin’ from myself, now I’m tryna face
All the pain I packed away, deep in that safe
Tryna heal while I hustle — it’s a daily chase
Protect my peace when the envy surround
Keep me grounded even when I’m up, not down
Don’t let this drip blind me from what counts
’Cause I’d trade all this gold just to feel that sound
Of my soul at rest — no need to pretend
Of real love that don’t break, just bends
And if this storm come back, I’ll stand again
‘Cause I know now, even scars can mend.
Amen.