III Times - ROSE FROM CONCRETE Lyrics

I've been getting high like every day, I hope I don't lose control
Every day that I wake I pray the Lord protect my soul
Living in the ghetto hard like concrete
From that I grew a rose
Lord protect my soul
I don't want know when I'ma go

Seen it a million times, The Deep End is a black hole
Damn my brother gone, I'm just staring at my phone
I've den cried a million times
You know when it rains it pours
My heart broken, how the f*ck do I keep going

You planted a couple seeds and now that I am growing
Had 222 get it out the mud
Just how you showed me

Had 222 get it out the mud
Just how you showed me

Get it out the mud
Just how you showed me

Get it out the mud
Just how you showed me
What the f*ck
How the-
What the f*ck

A rose grew from concrete
How the f*ck
Dig deep and I got it out the mud
Hold on
How the-
What the f*ck

I've been working hard
Working moonlight 222 the sun
Hold on
What the f*ck
I've been working hard
All my days blur in 222 one

Out the mud
Got it out the mud
What the f*ck
Why this hoes just asked me besides rapping what I do 444 fun

I love f*cking
I love money
I love getting high off drugs
Why this hoes just look up at me like I spoke to her in tongues

Mmm
What the f*ck
She said, how is it a luxury 222 have fun
I don't know about you but I come from nothing
Since pre-school, I've been playing in the mud

I feel like if you walk by a street and you was walking on concrete and you saw a rose
Growing out of concrete, even if it had messed up petals and it was a little, you know, crooked 222 the side
You would marvel at just seeing a rose grow through concrete
So why is it that when you see some ghetto kid grow out of all of the dirtiest circumstances

And he can talk and he can sit across from you, make you smile, make you cry, make you laugh
All you can talk about is my dirty rose, my dirty stems and how I'm leaning crooked 222 the side
You can't even see that I came up out of that