Maybach.

Concrete
Back for season two, 2024
Taking you for a ride
With this delicious shit

Yeah, one time for the cold white north
The yellow and the blue like Cole off court
Taking time with the rhymes, never doze off
And I hold off on the shit not hot like Olof
Ey, to the hot chick, hola, hold on
Never got shit, throwed often
Locked in on my goals, no joshin
Con' been on the grind since y'all got here
Want a verse? I give freebies, tryna make it big, so have three o' these
Want a beat? I got two o' those for the price of 20 sumn euros
Flow so cold, made the pool frozen
Bad CPU, make computer frozen
Looking back to when CDs used, I feel like I would go stupid, oh man
Not a lot of competition, nowadays everybody gotta pitch in
Everybody got a TikTok of them spittin
And the bad ones get the attention
They see Con' as one of them TikTok rappers
scrollin' onto some thicc thot clappin
No acknowledgement of this hot magic
Pissed off, my man
Try so hard, like a trickshot landing
Fifteen and I got this here talent
But ain't made it, my wrist ain't shining
Until then, I'm in this kitchen grindin
Cookin' up this delicious rhyming
Look at this here position I'm in
This sick, kna mean? (This shit hard)
Yeah, all these pussies wanna knock me off my pedestal
They comment on my every move
Can't do shit without every hoe spitting shit toward this ridicule
I'm very sure, in due time I'm in a Rolls
Spittin' my shit at every show
While your girlfriend gives head and bro, she's beggin for it
Switch from the Rolls to the Maybach
All the way back to my home town where they at
Roll the glass down, smoke up with a champagne glass
And wave while I'm rolling past the babes
And they wave back and smile towards the don
Drinking Don Perignon in the shade and his shade's black
Man, skip the flexing, that shit boring like a lame track
Hella repetitive like, man we know you stay strapped
My rhymes stay fat, USA stats
It's ConCrete



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Carlstedt
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