Woah, can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
In Portland, the streets have changed
And they think we lost our soul
And even though it's hot, the blood's gone cold
And we can't get away from that
Hm-hm
They fronted on me, that's the penalty
I travel every week, now I'm stunting on 'em accidentally
My meal is cooked and I filled my plate
So when they say I'm lookin' good, I say I'm feeling great
Now it's getting late, on my interstate
I put on for my town, my inspiration is the cityscape
It was an honor when I upped the ante
Popped a bottle with Esperanza Spalding, it won a Grammy
I felt like the town needed that
Yeah, and imagined myself standin' where she was at
And hell yeah, I can drink to that
We celebratin' uhuh, where all my people at?
Realized I was sleepin' and the screen went black
But when I woke up, still had my dream intact
So go ahead and tell me, where my dreamers at
All my believers, tell me where my over-thinkers at
In my city, and you can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
In Portland, the streets have changed
And they think we lost our soul
And even though it's hot, the blood's gone cold
And we can't get away from that
I'm anxious to show my abilities grown
But won't show my ace in the hole, that's why my fitted is low
This place is my home, it's my city, I know
I was built in Saint John's, before the condominiums though
They putting newer structures up that they build in a month
The new Columbia's still a villa to us
They want us to move out, turn our buildings to dust
They artificial, shit that ain't real to the touch
I'm caught in the middle
Lower class, piss broke, drinkin' from a broken glass
Feel like I'm this close to foldin' fast
It's just a matter of time, that's just a measurement we use
All that matter's how it's relevant to you
I was failin' up in school, havin' problems so I straight left
Now Bronson's causing my mom the same stress
Some of what I taught him wish I swallowed in the same breath
Honestly, I don't want him to follow in the same steps
But that's life and you can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
In Portland, the streets have changed
And they think we lost our soul
And even though it's hot, the blood's gone cold
And we can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
Woah, can't get away from that
In Portland, the streets have changed
And they think we lost our soul
And even though it's hot, the blood's gone cold
And we can't get away from that