Concrete Rose

Came up from the concrete We be where the cons creep I don't know about you but I can't lose I keep it on me That's on me I'ma get a mill that's on meek In the field that's all week Keep it real they all weak Niggas know what up Choppa on my waist you know my pole been tucked Run up then that pole go up The streets they got me oh so numb Don't feel nun We be posted up with them real guns Ain't afraid your soul go up must feel dumb Don't f*ck with a nigga I don't f*ck with you niggas I treat my glock just like a bitch stay finger fucking the trigger It ain't bout money it ain't nothing I'm tryn touch me a figure One run up that's one and done We don't do no one on ones Coming up adjusted us survival built into my nugget F*ck it I just steady clutch I'll up it Niggas ain't on nothing Tryna make sure that they name is public They gon do it for clout like Cardi B Pardon me I'm just running my mouth Off a bean I'm bout my beans he owe I'm hawking him down Talk of the town I gotta make it f*ck the beef that's really not what it's about Lately I been all alone Lately I been on my own Got some niggas dead and in the feds it costs to call my phone If you ain't gon slide ready to die then you can't call me bro This shit life and death this type of stress will make you wanna go On the go I'm on the move I still got a lot to prove If it ain't bout music I can't let them put me on the news Saw some dudes lose they life to violence could've lost mine too I'll be damned can't let another man knock me off my two I'm never folding Bout respect I'm sliding on whoever want it Came up from the concrete It wasn't supposed to grow no roses I'm just staying focused I feel chosen know them doors gon open Came up from the concrete We be where the cons creep I don't know about you but I can't lose I keep it on me That's on me I'ma get a mill that's on meek In the field that's all week Keep it real they all weak Niggas know what up Choppa on my waist you know my pole been tucked Run up then that pole go up The streets they got me oh so numb Don't feel nun We be posted up with them real guns Ain't afraid your soul go up must feel dumb Don't f*ck with a nigga I don't f*ck with you niggas I treat my glock just like a bitch stay finger fucking the trigger It ain't bout money it ain't nothing I'm tryn' touch me a figure One run up that's one and done We don't do no one on ones Coming up adjusted us survival built into my nugget F*ck it I just steady clutch I'll up it Niggas ain't on nothing Tryna make sure that they name is public