Trapline Lyrical: Darius Cook

[Erikokonut]

Keep up doing the work! Your music is aaamaaazing!

[Casper]

Darius Cook been livin' out in the country now.
He's posted in a mobile, ducked off where the law don't lurk. After every move, he switch spots. Never sleep in the same place twice. That whip stay packed, and that shotgun? Always clean, always oiled, ready for whatever. Ain’t no comfort in this life... just survival.

Every now and then, he slide back to Ganton.... check on the trap, let ‘em know he is still breathin'. Apply pressure, make the youngins tighten up. He don't say much, just pull up, post for a minute, and peel off. That’s Darius... low talkin’, high riskin’, always ten steps ahead.


Darius Cook ain’t claimin’ to be the illest on the mic,
He been hustlin’ both ways... spittin’ verses and movin’ dope. He keep it lowkey, never loud, let the music and the money speak for him. Always grindin’, always grindin’, but never lettin’ the streets catch him slippin’. That’s how he do...real recognized real. No love, No trust. AKA D' Cook.


Darius Cook stay strapped heavy, maintainin’ that heat on deck
 He ain’t just chasin’ money no more; now he playin’ the trade game, movin’ guns and deals that talk louder than cash. Slow and steady, he switchin’ lanes, buildin’ power quiet like a shadow in the streets.


 

Edited 1 hour ago by Casper