through the rains, through the storms
you're the rose that grew from concrete
I walked in the garden without flowers
found a rose growing in concrete
through the rains, that storms its grew
look where I've been, sins and holiness
my past is a pot of gold, check the price
there are busy digging my past
what's the price for treasures
finders keepers, I'll take the love keep the hate
I gave them my hand, five for peace
check the two fingers, that's a truce
check my past, while I check my back
there celebrate my silence
ya'll only killing time, time seeks my silence
its a Cole world, J.K just keep the C
I'm in the garden with no flowers
which season is it, I picked a rose
and fell in love with it
strong love like the concrete
you see me act like one
I killed your ego when you didn't hit it
I picked a rose that grew from Concrete
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