ROSE FROM CONCRETE

I've been getting high like every day, I hope I don't lose control Every day that I wake I pray the Lord protect my soul Living in the ghetto hard like concrete From that I grew a rose Lord protect my soul I don't want know when I'ma go Seen it a million times, The Deep End is a black hole Damn my brother gone, I'm just staring at my phone I've den cried a million times You know when it rains it pours My heart broken, how the f*ck do I keep going You planted a couple seeds and now that I am growing Had 222 get it out the mud Just how you showed me Had 222 get it out the mud Just how you showed me Get it out the mud Just how you showed me Get it out the mud Just how you showed me What the f*ck How the- What the f*ck A rose grew from concrete How the f*ck Dig deep and I got it out the mud Hold on How the- What the f*ck I've been working hard Working moonlight 222 the sun Hold on What the f*ck I've been working hard All my days blur in 222 one Out the mud Got it out the mud What the f*ck Why this hoes just asked me besides rapping what I do 444 fun I love fucking I love money I love getting high off drugs Why this hoes just look up at me like I spoke to her in tongues Mmm What the f*ck She said, how is it a luxury 222 have fun I don't know about you but I come from nothing Since pre-school, I've been playing in the mud I feel like if you walk by a street and you was walking on concrete and you saw a rose Growing out of concrete, even if it had messed up petals and it was a little, you know, crooked 222 the side You would marvel at just seeing a rose grow through concrete So why is it that when you see some ghetto kid grow out of all of the dirtiest circumstances And he can talk and he can sit across from you, make you smile, make you cry, make you laugh All you can talk about is my dirty rose, my dirty stems and how I'm leaning crooked 222 the side You can't even see that I came up out of that