Portland Story Lyrics

Let me tell you about a story.

I was in Portland, I was on a mission. It was hard, but no aborting

Weather rain pouring. Truck ain't starting. Six in the morning. Battery or starter.

Gotta call up my loaders. Hang tight.

Call up the mechanic. Like get me right.

Plug calling me. Sounding Up tight.

Ahh man I gotta make it right.

Mechanic take two hours just to come.

Hurry up. You gotta Get it done.

Truck starts but the problem's not fixed.

Till it's fixed I gotta let the engine Run.

On the way to the job now. In the hills. Two of my loaders cancel on me. I knew the deal.

One said he'll help me if I give him a deal. Man you got it now let's get it in for real.

You pack I load

Let's take our time bro. But the faster that we move is the faster that we'll go.

And I'm peeping how you move and I see that you on go. Man you just like me.

You grind through rain, sleet, or snow

And he tellin me he just got out of jail for an attempt. And he told me he was 13, 12 years in the pen.

And he knew what he did. Didn't make sense. But if a person try to take me, I'm using self-defense

Yes. Yes. Heart of a soldier. Written on my chest. You know I'm coming crazy with a different type of flex.

If a nigga try to play me then I'm coming at his neck. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Ah ah ah ah,

Ah ah

Blah Blah Blah

True story man

When my nigga hear this song he gonna know who he is. Yeah we got it in in that rain

Yeah. Shout out bro tho. This that 6am shit. Just get up and go. Straight to that money

Gotta do this shit with a purpose though

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