[Intro]
Midnight city lights, hunger in my chest,
Chasin’ dreams, no rest, yeah, I’m built for this test.
Life ain’t gourmet, it’s paper bags and receipts,
Drive-thru lanes where the real ones eat.

[Chorus]
I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru to get dem’ burritos,
Wallet light, but my mind heavy with C-notes.
Party favors in the trunk, dreams in the dash,
Every late-night mission turns to future cash.
I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru to get dem’ burritos,
Feeding the grind while I’m stackin’ torpedoes.
Life movin’ fast, but I’m built for the sequel,
Ain’t no shame in the hustle, we all born equal.

[Verse 1]
It’s 3AM, and my city still hums,
Streetlights flicker while the bassline drums.
Pockets thin, but the faith stay thick,
Grindin’ through the night with a plan that’ll stick.
Order number seven, extra sauce, extra heat,
Fuel for the soul, man, I barely sleep.
Every bite remind me where I came from,
Cheap eats, big dreams, and the sound of the slums.
Now I’m pullin’ up clean, same line, same spot,
But the difference is, I’m the one callin’ shots.
Used to eat to survive, now I feast for the grind,
Ain’t just food, it’s a symbol of time.

[Chorus]
I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru to get dem’ burritos,
Wallet light, but my mind heavy with C-notes.
Party favors in the trunk, dreams in the dash,
Every late-night mission turns to future cash.
I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru to get dem’ burritos,
Feeding the grind while I’m stackin’ torpedoes.
Life movin’ fast, but I’m built for the sequel,
Ain’t no shame in the hustle, we all born equal.

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I laugh, thinkin’ how far I came,
Used to push favors just to dodge the pain.
Now I’m dealin’ in beats, verses, and flame,
But the hunger still hit me all the same.
Pullin’ through the line, smellin’ that spice,
Reminds me of nights I gambled my life.
Tryna make enough just to eat and believe,
That tomorrow gon’ hit with somethin’ to achieve.
Now I’m out the trap, but the trap’s still near,
Voices from the block still ring in my ear.
“Get yours, homie, don’t ever fold,”
And I keep that mantra deep in my soul.

[Bridge]
This ain’t about burritos, it’s about survival,
Drive-thru dreams in a world so tribal.
Fast food for the body, slow burn for the mind,
Every order’s a reminder of the grind.
Yeah, I’ve seen nights where the hope was thin,
But I’d ride that line, just to feel alive again.

[Chorus]
I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru to get dem’ burritos,
Wallet light, but my mind heavy with C-notes.
Party favors in the trunk, dreams in the dash,
Every late-night mission turns to future cash.
I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru to get dem’ burritos,
Feeding the grind while I’m stackin’ torpedoes.
Life movin’ fast, but I’m built for the sequel,
Ain’t no shame in the hustle, we all born equal.

[Outro]
From the streets to the stars, from the lows to the plate,
Every small win got me feelin’ great.
You don’t need no crown to feel like a king,
Just a full tank, big heart, and a reason to sing.
So I’m drivin’ through the drive-thru, windows down slow,
Smell of spice in the air, where the real ones go.
Yeah…
This one’s for the grinders, the dreamers, the few,
Chasin’ greatness, one burrito at a time, stay true.

Drive-Thru Burritos & Big Dreams

Life Good

Doors swing wide, crowd surge like a wave
Spotlights hit the aisle like a neon grave
Flat screens shining like a frontline prize
We bleed for pixels under blackout skies

Midnight riot when the price tags drop
Bodies hit the floor for the deal on top
Shopping carts crash like a metal stampede
Greed in the veins, adrenaline feed
Box cutters flash like the steel they hide
Consumer combat in a corporate tide
Wallets stay empty but the rage stays full
Every step forward feels criminal
Broken displays on the aisle tile spread
Some fight for the screen, others fight for the bread
Security screaming but the crowd don’t fold
Black Friday anthem making hearts go cold
Doors blow open like a warzone blast
Race to the shelf, pray you’re not last
Shoving through the neon, stepping on fear
Violence on sale makes the motive clear

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Sirens echo through the checkout line
Breath turns sharp like a dollar sign
Fists swing wild where the discounts sit
Brand new TV with a fresh-made split
People trade bruises for a limited roll
Deal of the year costing half their soul
Bags get torn, elbows crack
One wrong move and the pack attacks
Corporate banners wave like flags of death
Shoppers inhale chaos with every breath
Price slash painted on the wall like blood
Crowd moves heavy like a warehouse flood
Screens ain’t healing what the week destroyed
But people fight hard for the void they avoid
Metal rails rattle with the weight of the crowd
Everyone violent, everyone loud

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Sunrise hits when the damage is done
Bruises get counted like the sale we won
Screens in bags but the eyes still lost
Victory hollow when you see the cost
Tape on the floor marks where bodies fell
Echoes of the frenzy still ring like hell
Debt climbs high though the cart looks full
Consumer hunger stays powerful
Corporations watch from an office view
Feeding the fights we already knew
People leave dragging what they grabbed fast
Breathing in smoke from the chaos passed
Flat screens buzzing in a silent room
But the violence lingers like a neon bloom
We fought for a glow that won’t fill the pain
And we’ll do it again when the signs explain

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Neon flickers on abandoned carts
Price tags fade but the hunger restarts
Flat screens humming with a cold blue light
Another sale coming, another long night

Jack Daniels (Intro)

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