Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cracked stoop
Plastic bag for a ball
Siren songs
Sneaking through the hallway walls
Mama working late
I’m heating up the same old plate
Trying not to look
At the bruise she tried to hide with faith
I learned to sleep
Through the shouting upstairs
Turn my pillow
To a prayer
To a dare
If I make it out
I’ma never bring my kids back here
That promise in my mouth
Tasted like steel and fear
[Chorus]
I came from the ghetto
But it don't own me
Turned every scar into a story they can't see
Had to climb out of that hole they dug for me
Now I'm shining from the shadows they thought I'd be
I came from the ghetto
But I broke that hold
Took all that pressure
Turned it into gold
Yeah
I came from the ghetto
But watch me grow
From concrete to gold
From concrete to gold (oh)
[Verse 2]
Therapist chair
Got me talking like a kid again
Every word
Feels heavy as a brick to lift
Why I flinch
When somebody raises just their voice
Why I feel
Like love is always just a choice
Had to forgive
People who ain’t say “sorry” once
Had to unlearn
Calling every blessing “luck”
I’m kissing on my daughter’s curls
Swearing on this little girl
The cycle ends
Right here in my hands
[Chorus]
I came from the ghetto
But it don't own me
Turned every scar into a story they can't see
Had to climb out of that hole they dug for me
Now I'm shining from the shadows they thought I'd be
I came from the ghetto
But I broke that hold
Took all that pressure
Turned it into gold
Yeah
I came from the ghetto
But watch me grow
From concrete to gold
From concrete to gold (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
I’m more than what they called my block
More than yellow tape and shots
More than every tear I dropped
On that chipped-up kitchen tile
I’m every night I didn’t quit
Every “no” I flipped to “this”
Every little dream that lived
In a crib beside the sirens
[Chorus]
I came from the ghetto
But it don't own me
Turned every scar into a story they can't see
Had to climb out of that hole they dug for me
Now I'm shining from the shadows they thought I'd be
I came from the ghetto
But I broke that hold
Took all that pressure
Turned it into gold
Yeah
I came from the ghetto
But watch me grow
From concrete to gold
From concrete to gold (oh yeah)
[Outro]
From concrete to gold
From gutter to glow
What tried to destroy me
Taught me to grow
Style
moody r&b slow-burn: warm rhodes chordsdeep sub basstight rimshot groove. male vocalsintimate verse delivery with close-mic breathiness; chorus lifts with stacked harmonies and airy pads. subtle guitar flickers and vocal runs in the ad-libs; final chorus swellsthen drops to a bare vocal outro.r&b
Prompt
An R&B song about coming from the ghetto and overcoming trauma
Credits
Prompt by
OneWishForWealth222
OneWishForWealth222GeneratedFeb 6, 2026
ModelAria v5
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