Concrete Inheritance (wersja 2)

Verse

Granddad kept a ring of thirty keys on his belt like a badge

Super of the Wexler block, knew which locks needed a nudge

Taught me the fourth one sticks, lean left, don't force the bit

Taught me who gets buzzed in quick and who waits in the vestibule a minute

He passed at sixty-one, left me the ring in a coffee tin

Left me the ledger too, names of who paid and who was late again

I walked the halls at fourteen, learned the smell of every floor

Bleach on two, fry oil on five, gunpowder once on four

Never asked questions, just fixed the chain, fixed the door

That's the inheritance, nobody teaches you it's law

Pre-Chorus

Now I'm the one who decides who walks in clean

Every key on this ring got a story I ain't seen

But I carry it anyway, weight against my hip

Chorus

This block don't leave you money, it leaves you keys

Leaves you the weight of who to trust and who to please

I open doors for strangers, I lock out family

This is the concrete inheritance, passed down to me

Verse

Uncle Reese wanted a copy cut, said it's for his cousin's stay

I told him no, felt the ledger in my chest, felt it weigh

Cousin turned out running product out the laundry room downstairs

Glad I trusted paper over blood, glad I said my prayers

Miss Alvarez, eighty-three, forgets her own three times a week

I re-cut it free, sat with her, let the silence speak

That's the same ring, same brass, different kind of debt

One key opens safety, one key you regret

Pre-Chorus

Now I'm the one who decides who walks in clean

Every key on this ring got a story I ain't seen

But I carry it anyway, weight against my hip

Chorus

This block don't leave you money, it leaves you keys

Leaves you the weight of who to trust and who to please

I open doors for strangers, I lock out family

This is the concrete inheritance, passed down to me

Bridge

I found a key I don't recognize, unlabeled, old and worn

Maybe his father's father's, maybe why the ring was born

Some locks I'll never find, some doors stayed shut for good

I keep it anyway, proof that some trust should

Not every key gets used, not every door needs peace

Some just remind you where you came from, how you keep

Chorus

This block don't leave you money, it leaves you keys

Leaves you the weight of who to trust and who to please

I open doors for strangers, I lock out family

This is the concrete inheritance, passed down to me