Concrete Crown(콘크리트 왕관) (feat. Reason8)

Yo, started with hand-me-downs, holes in my kicks,

Momma's tears on the rent check, fridge fulla' myths.

Dice games on the corner, winter nights bitter cold,

Dreams stacked like poker chips—sold 'em for gold.

Backpack full of mixtapes, subway train my stage,

Every "no" from the suits just fueled the rage.

Now the city's my chessboard, skyscrapers my pawns,

From the bottom of the Mariana to the break of dawn.

Lighters up, touch the sky, let the crown shine,

Built an empire from the dirt, every brick's a rhyme.

Rags to riches, pain to power, yeah, the grind don't lie,

Got the world hummin' my name— Concrete King, touch the sky.

Now the Rollie's on "tick-tock," time's my only debt,

Private jets scribble my name in the sunset.

But I still see the ghosts in the project stairs,

Palm sweat on the Glock, childhood stripped bare.

Designer threads hide the scars, but the soul's the same,

Boardrooms clap, but the streets still scream my name.

Every trophy's a ghost, every check's a reply—

"You thought I'd fade? Nah, I'm the storm in the eye."

They ask me, "How's the view from the peak?"

I whisper, "The climb's the anthem, the grind's the beat."

For every soul in the shadows, chasin' that spark—

The night's darkest 'fore you reignite the arc.

Lighters up, touch the sky, let the crown shine,

Built an empire from the dirt, every brick's a rhyme.

Rags to riches, pain to power, yeah, the grind don't lie,

Got the world hummin' my name— Concrete King, touch the sky.

From the gutter to the glitter, never switched my code,

The crown's heavy, but the hustle's light— watch it glow.