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Believe It

STFUATTDLAGG by Ruby Darkrose

Does He? - Ruby Darkrose

STFUATTDLAGG

B.A.G.B.A.L.T.P.U.I.C.O.Y.F.

Treat Her Like A Smut Scene

Treat Her Like My Bike

[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.

STFUATTDLAGG

Ruby Darkrose

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