North Side Chronicles

[Verse]
North side of the Blanch, where the cold wind bite,
Bus seats crackin’, no heat in sight.
Backpack full, grades tight like a vise,
Honor roll savage, mixin' smart with the ice.

Nissan dreams parked in a broke driveway,
Hoes play games, but they beg me to stay.
Juice Lips the name, got the world on replay,
Hood-made scholar, stacking chips my way.

[Chorus]
North side, where the grind never slows,
Ridin’ on the bus, still pullin' these hoes.
Nissan parked, but my name still glows,
Life on the Blanch, that's just how it goes.

[Verse 2]
Math class king, but I rap on the side,
Pen in my hand, still my bars collide.
Notebook packed, dreams of a fast ride,
Nissan wheels spinning, Blanchard pride.

Late-night vibes, streetlights hum low,
Chasin' that paper, never movin' too slow.
Backpack heavy, but my hustle still grow,
Life’s a dice roll, and I’m throwin' for dough.

[Chorus]
North side, where the grind never slows,
Ridin’ on the bus, still pullin' these hoes.
Nissan parked, but my name still glows,
Life on the Blanch, that's just how it goes.