Concrete Crown 3

Verse 1

Corner store window cracked in half like a shield

Concrete dust settling where the old ones healed

My father slept beside an empty crate

Told me kings don't need a crown to wait

He was selling bread and carrying guns at four

Now I'm stacking chips beneath the same floor

Every kid who thought he was too small to rule

Was just a king with a different kind of pull

I walk past the same streetlight every day

Watch the city wake before the dawn can stay

Pre-Chorus

Nobody gave me anything, nobody owed

This crown was built in every brick I threw

I'm not talking gold, I'm talking iron will

Every scar is proof that I still stand still

Chorus

Concrete crown on a warrior's head

Built with sweat and the dead who led

Nothing given, everything earned

Carved into the block where we're born

This ain't jewelry, this is what the ground remembers

Every name etched deep beneath these towers

I don't need a throne to know my own power

Verse 2

Bullies used to kick me off the stoop at nine

Now I'm calling meetings in an abandoned mine

Boardroom's just a corner table, chair against the wall

Same principle that made kings fall before the fall

Every dollar moved through an honest hand

No one cuts what they can't understand

I don't chase a title or a seal of pride

I move because the block is tired of dying on its side

Pre-Chorus

Nobody gave me anything, nobody owed

This crown was built in every brick I threw

I'm not talking gold, I'm talking iron will

Every scar is proof that I still stand still

Chorus

Concrete crown on a warrior's head

Built with sweat and the dead who led

Nothing given, everything earned

Carved into the block where we're born

This ain't jewelry, this is what the ground remembers

Every name etched deep beneath these towers

I don't need a throne to know my own power

Bridge

If they say I built it on their backs

I tell them thank you for not breaking back

Not one hand out, every hand that rose

This ain't glory — this is how the block knows

The old ones taught me holding hands up isn't strength

It's the fist beneath a peaceful length

Outro

Concrete crown still standing when the dust settles down

Every name beneath it learned to stand their ground