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(Hook)

Lost souls on the block, we sittin' with concrete ghosts, ayy

Tryna find a pulse where the streetlight choke the hope, woo

Prayers in the sirens, mama cryin' on the phone, ayy

Lost souls on the block, tryna bring the dead back home

(Verse 1)

Night cold, breath fog on the corner, we prayin' for sun

Kids play with matches, thinkin' that the smoke is fun

Chain clink, dreams sink, hundred nights on the run

Look up, look down — don’t even know where they from

Footsteps echo, jacket zipped tight against pain

Check the calendar, every day feelin' the same

Numbers on the line, hustle turned to a name

Concrete holdin' stories, every block got a claim

(Hook)

Lost souls on the block, we sittin' with concrete ghosts, ayy

Tryna find a pulse where the streetlight choke the hope, woo

Prayers in the sirens, mama cryin' on the phone, ayy

Lost souls on the block, tryna bring the dead back home

(Verse 2)

Flowers on the stoop, candles flicker at midnight

Neighbors whisper names like they tryna make 'em right

Brothers on the wall, pictures taped in the light

Promise was the night but day never kept sight

Wake up, stand still — coffin closed with a lock

Lessons sold cheap while the pain run the block

Funeral suits, shaky hands, preacher talkin' soft

But the real change gotta start when we walk off

(Hook)

Lost souls on the block, we sittin' with concrete ghosts, ayy

Tryna find a pulse where the streetlight choke the hope, woo

Prayers in the sirens, mama cryin' on the phone, ayy

Lost souls on the block, tryna bring the dead back home

(Verse 3)

Black top reflections, see faces I barely know

Some sold out for glitter, some froze in the snow

Choices like crosswalks, wrong step and you low

Tryna flip the script but the ink still glow

Cops pass, lights flash — whole block hold its breath

We measure success by the dollars, not the depth

But I seen a kid with a book, lookin' for a clef

If we teach him how to read, we might lift a set

(Hook)

Lost souls on the block, we sittin' with concrete ghosts, ayy

Tryna find a pulse where the streetlight choke the hope, woo

Prayers in the sirens, mama cryin' on the phone, ayy

Lost souls on the block, tryna bring the dead back home

(Verse 4)

Ain't just cold nights, it's the silence that kills

The ones left behind with the unpaid bills

We gotta make a lane, move beyond the drills

Build a little light where the darkness fills

Pass the plate, pass the book, pass the keys to a job

Hold the youth down when the nights get robbed

Names on my tongue, I refuse to nod

We lift up the lost till they walk out the fog

(Hook)

Lost souls on the block, we sittin' with concrete ghosts, ayy

Tryna find a pulse where the streetlight choke the hope, woo

Prayers in the sirens, mama cryin' on the phone, ayy

Lost souls on the block, tryna bring the dead back home

(Outro)

Concrete ghosts, feel the footsteps turn to songs

Porque music

See you when I see you

Otro