Built around Starting a business selling product out of your car trunk, the scrappy beginnings of building an empire. Street Wire's raw, unfiltered production carries the concept through trap that rewards repeat listens. "From the trunk of a Honda that the bank almost collected" — the kind of line that sticks in your head three days later. The mood runs gritty, storytelling, determined. Genre showcases on Majik's aren't filler — they're proof that independent music can carry real emotional weight when the lyrics and production align.
[verse 1]
Popped the trunk in a parking lot at seven in the morning
T-shirts hoodies samples of the brand that I was forming
No store no website just a fold-up table and a sign
Handwritten prices and a dream I couldn't leave behind
People walking past me like I wasn't even there
But the ones who stopped and bought it I could see it they could share
The vision in my stitching every thread was hand selected
From the trunk of a Honda that the bank almost collected
[chorus]
Started from the trunk now the trunk is a warehouse
Started from the trunk sleeping on a friend's couch
Every empire started small remember that
From the trunk from the trunk and I ain't looking back
From the trunk to the front page
From the trunk to the main stage
Every dollar earned was hand to hand
From the trunk that's how legends land
[verse 2]
Gas money was the budget marketing was word of mouth
Posted on my story sold three pieces heading south
My mama said get a real job I said mama this is real
The rejection is the fuel and the hunger is the steel
I pitched to every store they laughed me out the door
So I set up at the flea market came back selling more
One customer became a hundred hundred became a thousand
Now the same stores calling asking if we're still allowing
[chorus]
Started from the trunk now the trunk is a warehouse
Started from the trunk sleeping on a friend's couch
Every empire started small remember that
From the trunk from the trunk and I ain't looking back
From the trunk to the front page
From the trunk to the main stage
Every dollar earned was hand to hand
From the trunk that's how legends land
[bridge]
To every kid selling lemonade on the corner
To every single mom with a side hustle in order
To the ones who got told no a thousand times
The trunk is just the starting line
It's just the starting line
[chorus]
Started from the trunk now the trunk is a warehouse
Started from the trunk sleeping on a friend's couch
Every empire started small remember that
From the trunk from the trunk and I ain't looking back
From the trunk to the front page
From the trunk to the main stage
Every dollar earned was hand to hand
From the trunk that's how legends land
[outro]
Keep the trunk open
That's where it all began
From the trunk
Never forget where you started
