Concrete (Classic)

[Produced by Brio]

[Verse 1: Kirk Collins]
Highly syndicated
Renovated crib
Much more than a movement, I changed the way I live
I came to lead the way
In Yamamoto coats
My coat of arms the new slogan, if you want to boast!
Feel like a public school kid in this Public School
I hope them public school kids hear the soul in this
Just know I still care about you, through my frozen wrist
The game can't get my heart locked up
I got Amethyst!
& a couple rock songs I ain’t dropped yet
Just know the energy is pure, when the music hit
I'm here to change the world
And we both know that I'ma change, so I’ma changе myself
And I'ma tell the truth
& Shout to all thе models in the life, trying to live it up
Remember A.P.C told us we niggas bruh
In these new Kanye jeans, looking like "Nigga, what?!"
I don't even want to give a fuck
But I'm still stuck up in this fucking life, so I'ma live it up
North Face boots on me; Concrete, gripping up
& we both came a long way from a hunnid bucks
YouTube still only paying like a hunnid bucks
How I'm supposed to rap without pulling up a hunnid trucks?
Brio got these 808s kicking in a hundred trunks!
And I'm in the gym, straight kicking, like I'm Kid Trunks
Tell ’em treat me like a griot in the flesh
This some Northside shit, where we know we the best
You don’t got no swipe, you don't know what’s next
You might say some shit, but we know you ain't that
We was always looking up where we at

[Bridge: Kirk Collins]
2-3, I know he hot, make my feet hot
Niggas said G high, looking up and she high
Thinking at the same time, "Nigga, damn, she fly-"
Where you from? Northside, Eastside, Westside?
Players say, "The Fresh Side," please say the best side
Can the brain test out? Dick'll have you stressed out
Can that thang stretch out? Please have the best out
& you got the chest out, soon as the chest out
She gon' get chastised...

[Verse 2: Kirk Collins]
I know a chick, got a polar wrist
& she mean as shit, she a trip
And her name Zhané, got Zendaya lips
I know that I don’t want to cuff, I just wanna stick
I got plans
I don't play no games, 'cause I got them hits
Soon as I got lit, niggas want to trip!
Then they want to say I made it this way
Nigga please, you the one who changed
You just wanted fame
You just wanted change, charge it to the game
Fuck on that bitch in the movies
Fuck, this shit sound like a movie!
Feeling like B.I.G., Grey Coogi
Chi-town X's, they OG
This internet shit can kill you
This internet shit can't move me
Feeling like a mime, can't move me
This the new jam nigga, turn me up!
Feeling like a motherfuckin' hundred bucks
Two Henny shots and they turned me up
Two Twin Flames came to burn me up
In the same flame, can't burn me up
Might just blow this hundred bucks
Can't even give 100 fucks
I don't do Xans nigga, roll me up!
This new life can't hold me up!

[Outro: Kirk Collins]
You know the rap game can't hold me
New Nudie denim, they hole-y
Brand new church flow, Holy
Same old hoes at the Mo-T
Brand new hoes in the club, same old hoes at Aerob-y
Niggas know Kirk's flow, Holy
Niggas know Kirk flow, Holy

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