

(yea-ah,
look)
I'm staring at the ceiling through the heavy smoke Tracing every single
promise that I ever broke
Cold nights in the city made the spirit tough We had to
find a way when love was not enough
And now we rising above the concrete dust Trying to find a
hand that we can truly trust (mhhh-hmmm)
We came from the bottom,
now we touch the sky
Keep my head high,
never asking why
(never asking why)
Heavy is the crown but we carry the weight
Turning all the struggle into something great
Used to count the pennies on the kitchen floor
Now we opening up every single locked door
Kept my circle small,
kept my vision clear No room for the doubt,
no space for the fear
We had to grow in the shade
Look at the progress we made (we made it,
yeah)
We came from the bottom,
now we touch the sky
Keep my head high,
never asking why (never asking why)
Heavy is the crown but we carry the weight
Turning all the struggle into something great
Yeah,
we turning struggle into greatness...
Just a kid from the blocks...