Concrete Flowers
A song made by Coach John
Concrete Flowers
A song made by Coach John
Yeah, yeah
Growing through the cracks, baby
Mmm
Woke up in the city where the dreams feel far
Eastside stories written on these boulevard scars
Pockets empty but my spirit's riding high
Chasing visions in the dark, reaching for the sky
They don't see the hunger, don't feel the grind
Every setback's just a setup in my mind
Concrete flowers blooming where the sunlight's rare
I'ma make it out, tell my city I was there
I'm a concrete flower, rising from the stone
Turning all this struggle into everything I own
They can doubt me now but they gon' see me shine
Concrete flower, baby, yeah, this dream is mine
Oh, this dream is mine
Late nights plotting while the city sleeps
Every sacrifice I made, every promise that I keep
They said I wouldn't make it, that I'm dreaming too big
But I'm building empires from the ground that I dig
From the Eastlands to the skyline view
Every step I take is breaking through
This is more than music, this is survival art
Concrete flowers blooming straight from the heart
I'm a concrete flower, rising from the stone
Turning all this struggle into everything I own
They can doubt me now but they gon' see me shine
Concrete flower, baby, yeah, this dream is mine
Come here, this dream is mine
Yeah, concrete flowers
We keep growing, baby
Mmm, we keep growing
