Concrete Jungle by Isaiah Hun from Indianapolis United States

Concrete Jungle is the place I the streets
Out here standing on the block on my feet its no retreat
Coming out the struggle mindset is straight eat
Tryna dodge all the heat while I'm clutching on my heat
Head above the sea while I'm swimming in the deep
They say that rooting for a nigg@ but the really hope you sink
Molded from the struggle not intended for the weak
Looking like a Rasta and my kush really reak
I done found another outlet all I had to was think
I done reached another level that I never thought I'll reach
Had to set the bar high no longer in arms reach
Tried to change myself but the hustle changed me
No more playing with the mic it's time to let my feelings free
Solid to the gristle to the game I got the key
Jumped off in the game ain't no told me
I didn't have a good example ain't nobody show me

Concrete Jungle yeah I roam through the trenches
Everybody living reckless this a dangerous city
They pretend to do you good but they ways is just wicked
I don't relationships to the money I'm committed
Young from the hood who influenced by the streets
Imma lion in the jungle looking for his piece of meat
Went from on the concrete now I'm breathing on a beat
It's a long road ahead I got blisters on my feet
Pour the pain in the cup now it taste real sweet
But ain't sweet till the feds make a sweep
All yo homeboys gone now you thugging by yoself
Shidd I can't even lie I been getting it out the dirt
But not the same as this when I came across my gift
Had to cut some s loose they just mad I chose the booth
Told me stick to the trap but instead I chose to rap
Took the long way out and I ain't turning looking back