Bruk pamięta, streets don't ever sleep (Version 2)

Intro

Two a.m., the block still breathing

Bruk pamięta (remembers, uh)

Streetlights count the hours I'm leaving

Verse

Grey concrete under my boots, echo doubling my step

Corner store hums neon blue, last light before the sweep

Ledger in my hoodie pocket, numbers I don't forget

Every crack got a story, every alley keeps a debt

Ran these blocks since sixteen, sneakers soft from the wear

Counted stars through the exhaust, made a wish in the air

Momma's window still lit up, waiting like she always does

Told her soon, told her patience, told her trust in what it was

Broken bottle glass like diamonds scattered on the curb

Every step I calculate, every word that I disturb

Sirens singing in the distance, part of my nightly hymn

Bruk pamięta every hustle, every risk I swim within

Hood stitched tight against the wind that's biting at my face

Half the city sleeping, I'm awake and holding pace

Ghosts of old friends in the doorways, nodding when I pass

Concrete never judges — concrete just remembers fast

Chorus

Bruk pamięta, streets don't ever sleep

Every step I take, the pavement keeps

Late night echoes, footsteps in the deep

Bruk pamięta, secrets that I keep

Verse

Rooftop view, city breathing smoke below the frame

Every window got a story, every light a different name

Chain around my neck light up like the traffic on the strip

Every corner that I've mastered, every deal I didn't slip

Rearview mirror showing shadows of the man I used to chase

Now the shadows walk behind me, respecting my pace

Cold wind biting through my jacket, still I keep it steady

Every hour on this pavement made my mind a little heavy

Bodega lights still flicker like a heartbeat running slow

Old man on the bench remembers names from long ago

He said "son, the block don't forget you, block just wears you thin"

I nodded, kept it moving, let the truth sink deep within

Every block a chapter, every alley got a page

Concrete keeps the record when the world forgets your name

Bruk pamięta every hustler that it ever had to hold

Written in the cracks and stains, a story never told

Chorus

Bruk pamięta, streets don't ever sleep

Every step I take, the pavement keeps

Late night echoes, footsteps in the deep

Bruk pamięta, secrets that I keep

Bridge

Maybe one day I'll be gone, but the block will still remain

Every step I ever took still living in the grain

Concrete don't forgive you, but it never lets you go

Every scar I left behind became a part I know

Outro

Bruk pamięta (uh)

Streets still counting when I'm gone

Bruk pamięta

The city hums my song