when dreams of a stacked fortune
black kid with dreams by any means to sees himself foldin' keys to a black porsche and
that american pie he just want a portion
product of that environment that he was forced in
changed course when its out of control
fast forward and foresee that fork in the road
make sure you on the road
where every soul tryna survive in it
whole hood celebrate when the tables turn
feels like i'm on the cusp
forever's not long enough its just