From Dirt To Deals (North Port Chronicles)

Lyrics

Song Title: “From Dirt to Deals (North Port Chronicles)”

Intro

(GT flow)
(Ayy… ayy…)
North Port baby (North Port)
From nothin’ to somethin’ (on God)
I seen it all change (I seen it)
(Grrt, grrt… boom)

Verse 1

Back when them roads was dirt, now it’s pavement (uh)
Same blocks, new houses, whole city facelift (facts)
Grobe St nights, we was movin’ them “packages” (shh)
Granada Blvd, yeah that’s where the stash is (you know it)
Talk in code, we don’t ever say it plain (nah)
“Got that pressure if you need it,” that’s the game (pressure)
Youngin’ posted, heart cold, no fear (no fear)
NPPD barely slid, we was wild out here (where they at?)
Warm Mineral Springs, lotta dirt got buried (real talk)
Seen souls get lost, and the pain got heavy (damn)
Now they buildin’ up plazas, makin’ it pretty (fake)
But I remember when it felt like a different city (for real)

Hook

North Port raised me, yeah I came from the mud (mud)
From smokin’ out the field to stackin’ it up (stack it)
Trionfo Ave nights, we was posted with thugs (gang)
Alam Ave grind, tryna run it all up (run it up)
Seen it grow fast, but the pain stay the same (same)
From a lil’ dirt town to a city with a name (name)
Still I rep it, every scar, every block (every block)
North Port forever, yeah this all that I got (on God)

Verse 2

Used to roll weed where them new schools at (blowin’)
Now kids learnin’ where we used to post traps (crazy)
Back then we was kids with some dreams and a lighter (flick)
Now it’s grown man moves, everything gettin’ tighter (facts)
Glenallen Elementary, yeah I started right there (real)
Backpack full of nothin’, but some hope in the air (hope)
Teacher said focus, but the streets got loud (too loud)
Now I’m standin’ on business, make the whole block proud (proud)
Seen the city double up, houses poppin’ overnight (damn)
But the same old demons still lurkin’ at night (still there)
We adapted, turned survival to a hustle (hustle)
From the sandbox days to the grind and the struggle (grind)

Verse 3

Granada plays, yeah that’s where it get active (active)
Slide through quick, gotta move real tactical (skrrt)
Grobe St codes, we ain’t never too loud (quiet)
If you know, then you know, don’t be speakin’ it out (nah)
Alam Ave hustle, had to get it by any means (any means)
Tryna turn a dollar bill into triple digits green (green)
Trionfo nights, we was posted with the team (gang)
Dreamin’ ‘bout a life we ain’t never really seen (never)
Warm Springs water couldn’t wash all the sin (nah)
Too much dirt in the streets that we livin’ in (too much)
Still I made it through, never folded or ran (stood tall)
North Port made me who I am (on God)

Verse 4

Now I ride through, see the city all grown (damn)
Where the woods used to be, now it’s houses and homes (crazy)
But the memories stuck, can’t erase that past (never)
From the dirt road days, yeah it went by fast (too fast)
Still remember nights, we ain’t have nothin’ to eat (hungry)
Now it’s grind mode heavy, put the pain in the beat (pain)
From Glenallen kid to a man in the field (real)
Everything I speak, yeah you know it’s all real (facts)
North Port forever, I’ma carry the name (always)
Every scar, every loss, every bit of the pain (pain)
City on my back, I’ma rep it ‘til I’m gone (gone)
From the mud to the top, yeah I did it on my own (grrt)

Outro

(Ayy… yeah…)
North Port, Florida (North Port)
From nothin’ to somethin’ (on God)
You either built for it… or you ain’t (you ain’t)
(Grrt… boom…)