(Verse 1) Yeah, I wake up where the sirens sing lullabies, Cardboard bed, city lights in my tired eyes, Cold wind cut deep through a worn-out hoodie, Empty stomach growlin’, ain’t nobody understood me. Same streets, same pain, different day replay, People walk by fast, like I fade in the gray, Got dreams bigger than the cracks in the pavement, But survival mode don’t leave room for a statement. Hands numb, heart cold, nights feel endless, Tryna stay human when the world feel senseless, Lost count of the days I been fightin’ this storm, No address, no shelter, just a soul feelin’ torn. (Chorus) Cold concrete dreams, yeah I’m sleepin’ awake, Every step I take feel like one more break, Tryna hold on but the grip get weak, Ain’t no voice for the broken in the streets. Cold concrete dreams, hear the city don’t care, Invisible pain, yeah I’m breathin’ that air, Still I rise even when I feel defeat, Tryna find hope livin’ life in the streets. (Verse 2) Rain fall hard, got me soaked to the bone, Watchin’ people laugh while I’m out here alone, Got a story in my head but no one listens close, Just another shadow people step around like ghosts. Cops roll by slow, yeah they eye me suspicious, But I ain’t done wrong, just a life gone vicious, Every night I pray just to make it till dawn, ‘Cause survival ain’t promised when everything’s gone. Hunger hit different when you got no plan, Dignity fade when you’re reachin’ out your hand, But I still got pride buried deep in my chest, Even when the world treat me less than the rest. (Chorus) Cold concrete dreams, yeah I’m sleepin’ awake, Every step I take feel like one more break, Tryna hold on but the grip get weak, Ain’t no voice for the broken in the streets. Cold concrete dreams, hear the city don’t care, Invisible pain, yeah I’m breathin’ that air, Still I rise even when I feel defeat, Tryna find hope livin’ life in the streets. (Bridge) If you look in my eyes, you might see your fear, One bad turn and anybody end up here, Ain’t a choice, ain’t a game, ain’t a phase we pick, It’s a fight every day just to not lose grip. (Verse 3) Dreamin’ ‘bout a door with a lock and a key, A place I can rest, just a moment of peace, But until that day I’ma stand and survive, Even when it feel like I’m barely alive. Scars tell stories that the world ignore, Every bruise, every loss, yeah I carry ‘em all, Still I walk through the dark with a spark inside, ‘Cause even in the streets, hope refuse to die. (Outro) Cold nights, hard life, yeah the struggle repeat, But I’m more than the pain that you see in the street… Yeah, I’m more than the pain… just tryna be free.
