Concrete Jungle

(Verse 1) Natural care, deep poured like the Patel floods, Always there, flipping fifties, quick tap, no thugs, Left shadow black-toned, fifty yards in the night, Ghost in the Audi Q8, can’t shake the weight, right? Fumes chase the flood, fields now drowned in the game, Ferrari F gliding, but the struggle feels the same, Raw vibes in the streets, where the hustle never ends, Concrete jungle, every corner, gotta make amends. (Verse 2) Reflections in the glass, see the past in the grind, Chasing dreams in the fog, leave the doubts behind, Heavy on the throttle, but the pressure’s still tight, Life's a flickering flame, gotta spark it up bright. Natural care in the chaos, keep my spirit intact, Flooded with ambition, never folding, that’s a fact, Streetlights flicker, illuminating my path, In this raw reality, I’m just chasing the math.