SAND TO THE CONCRETE (BRIM LOW)

Lyrics

VERSE 1
When it goes on the concrete, looking up at the ceiling
You be in your feelings, I be on the beach just chilling
Getting it real for my real ones
Throwing the threes up like a peace sign and I say what's up
Lessons? Take lessons as blessings
Learning my lesson, trying to get further in life
Roll them dice, I never said I was nice
I'm labeled as a dick and an asshole
Who knows which way to go? I'm like that scarecrow
Wish I had a brain, dumb damn dame, it's all the same
Ghetto rascal heart but the halo peeking
Real eyes, red eyes, barely even sleeping
Trying to get by
Snake eyes, cut the head off the serpent, serpent
Y'all been lurking, just on purpose

VERSE 2
Crawling he goes in the sky, shadows lighting way up high
Sandman speakin' soft and low, leanin' in to sayin' hi
Sand to the concrete. You can't escape.

PRE-HOOK
Bars for me and my dogs, October to October
December in December, cold never over
Libra scale never fall or failed
Two sides, heads or tails

HOOK
Coming from the ghetto, got ghetto rascal in my veins
Begging forgiveness, asking the Lord what is this
Free Willy, bitch, tryna see the other side
Urgent, urgent, urgently up in it

VERSE 3
Obsessed? Me? Upset? Always earnin' respect
I be turning, y'all next, trying to break it, Freaky Tales
Lights out between the sheets, she's a freak
The freaks come out at night, never losing my sight
Real eyes, red eyes, brim low, eyes closed

HOOK - REPEAT
Coming from the ghetto, got ghetto rascal in my veins
Begging forgiveness, asking the Lord what is this
Free Willy, bitch, tryna see the other side
Urgent, urgent, urgently up in it

VERSE 4 - FADE OUT / DOUBLE
Sand to the concrete. You can't escape, can't escape
Real eyes, red eyes, brim low, eyes closed, eyes closed
The freaks come out at night, never losing my sight, my sight
Libra scale never fall or failed, heads or tails, heads or tails[VERSE 4 - NEW]
Libra baby, always balanced, never rattled
Heart in the battle, halo over the ghetto
Concrete cracked where I slept, sand still on my feet tho
Dreams of a mansion but I pray with a .38 though
Free my niggas, free my mind, free Willy with the free throw
Three fingers up, peace sign but I'm peaced out
Real ones know, fake ones go, I weeded out
Brim low, eyes closed, but I still see'd out