Rose Out of Concrete

I’m a 7th street hustler Catch me in a dice game with the jugglers Surrounded by the addicts who accustomed us To looking at everyone who comes through now as customers What’s become of us, it’s a dark cloud amongst us Cops circling the block because they want us, to prolly slip with the yopper and the clip But it’s murdertown and now even coppers a get hit Spin ya block and get it lit Drop five in ya Nissan And I don’t care if I hit the side that ya niece on You prolly thinking inside what is he on Jewelry dripping, story different, banned from tv See round here it get worse than when n.o.r.e spitten Corner drifting, traffic like it’s rush hour A drought shit we don’t trip we got enough powder And el chapo a be less than 30 minutes I move work out the mud that’s dirty business I’m from a city filled with hustlers and go gettas Where we breed new shooters and old killers The block’s filled with zombies out here it’s old thriller It’s bout to be a long ass summer and cold winter Cuz these people getting perked out, babies having babies, dark cloud over the city that’s turning people crazy but nah you ain’t seen nothing pretty as I, a Rose Out Of Concrete, the city is mine Whoever said oil and water don’t mix was a damn lie cuz I can take this Pyrex and make a damn pie Take it out and let the tan dry I look around like shit I got it locked by a landslide Asking for a mixtape they waiting for the coke to dry So I’m stuck between two worlds with open eyes I gotta get cake though so to no surprise I’m a pitch weight till I go and sign You know my strip real and they support like you’ll get that deal through this high risk community where they getting killed So we slanging crack weed and different pills Or be out here in these streets hungry missing meals never that Boston George let my cheddar stack Two twins on speed dial that’s a pleasure pack Clever cat can get it lit on a calm street You are now witnessing a Rose Out Of Concrete I’m from a city filled with hustlers and go gettas Where we breed new shooters and old killers The block’s filled with zombies out here it’s old thriller It’s bout to be a long ass summer and cold winter Cuz these people getting perked out, babies having babies, dark cloud over the city That’s turning people crazy but nah you ain’t seen nothing pretty as I, a Rose Out Of Concrete, the city is mine