Concrete Gold Rush (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Corner store windows reflect the frost on steel

Six a.m. light hitting gold on wheels

Rags to riches in one cycle's turn

Cashiers reading labels now they burn

Paper snowflakes falling off the awning bar

Same streets where I was sleeping, not so far

Sneakers squeak on polished marble tile

I'm the ghost that every hood still smiles

Pre-Chorus

Who told me faith was just a word to say?

Turns out it's the one thing holding up the day

Chorus

Concrete gold rush, I'm the king of this floor

Every block got a hero knocking on the door

Paper turned to platinum, same hands, different shine

Concrete gold rush and I made mine

Verse 2

Block party noise now it's a sold-out show

Same neighborhood anthem running through my veins so slow

From eviction notice to the stage, I'm standing tall

Nobody doubted how far this kid would fall

Warehouse lights turned into citywide glow

Every face in that crowd was once where I stood low

Now they're singing every lyric like it's their own story told

I went from sleeping on a bench to holding all the gold

Pre-Chorus

Who told me faith was just a word to say?

Turns out it's the one thing holding up the day

Chorus

Concrete gold rush, I'm the king of this floor

Every block got a hero knocking on the door

Paper turned to platinum, same hands, different shine

Concrete gold rush and I made mine

Bridge

Maybe being broke was just the only time it felt like home

Now my wallet's fat but I still walk these streets alone

I keep the mirror up so every youngin' can see

That rise ain't magic, that's mathematics on repeat

So when you're sliding through the alley and your mother's at the door

Know the hustle don't discriminate — it asks for more

Chorus

Concrete gold rush, I'm the king of this floor

Every block got a hero knocking on the door

Paper turned to platinum, same hands, different shine

Concrete gold rush and I made mine