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Lyrics
[Verse]
Yo, sun up to sun down, son
Back breakin', no cake, just crumbs
Missed calls from the wife and the young'uns
But the bills stack high, need funds
[Prechorus]
Gotta eat, right?
Even when the stomach growlin' all night
[Chorus]
Concrete life, it ain't pretty
Sweat equity, bleedin' in the city
Concrete life, no time for feeling
Just keep on building, keep on dealing
[Verse 2]
Calloused hands, blistered and sore
Another brick laid, another floor
Boss man screamin', wantin' more
Barely makin' it, scratchin' at the door
[Bridge]
Is this all there is?
Just struggle and persist?
Gotta find a way, gotta resist
Before I fade, cease to exist
[Chorus]
Concrete life, it ain't pretty
Sweat equity, bleedin' in the city
Concrete life, no time for feeling
Just keep on building, keep on dealing
Details
GeneratedNov 21, 2025
Duration0:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, minimal, gritty, 808s, male vocals, gangster rap
Credits
Prompt by
ManofConcrete
ManofConcreteModelAria v5
Prompt
Gangster rap about the hard Times men of Concrete go through, long days, short nights, don’t get to see family, don’t get to eat still keep on keeping on life is hard. That is why we do concrete.
