Velvet On The Concrete Lryics

🎤 Title: "Velvet on the Concrete" (Intro – slow, hypnotic tone) Yeah… They don't know what it's like to build a dream From broken nights and love that gleams From concrete scars to velvet schemes I ain’t just talkin'... I’m breathin' the steam (Verse 1) I’m from the place where the lights don’t blink, And the city got secrets it don't ever speak. Where a pretty face might set the trap — So I keep one eye open when I’m breakin' her back. She like, “Dubb, why you always on ten?” I said, “I done lost too much to pretend.” These other dudes chase, but I attract, She slid them heels off and never looked back. Body like a mural, curves like art, But her mind's what had me tearin’ apart. Said she like ambition more than flexin’ a chain, So I whispered all my plans while I touched on her frame. I don’t pillow talk — I manifest, Penthouse visions while she undress. In the middle of the struggle, yeah, I found finesse, ‘Cause I don’t just hustle… I caress success. (Hook – smoother delivery) Velvet on the concrete, soft in the cold She a rose in the gutter, heart made of gold I’m a king in the city, crown never sold And I move like a whisper, but my legend bold Velvet on the concrete, war in the sheets Every kiss got purpose, every moan repeat Yeah she love how I speak — like I’m preachin’ the street Got her wrapped in my rhythm, now she call me elite (Verse 2) We ain’t the type that talk much — silence speaks She know when I pull up, it's designer sneaks But it’s not the logo, baby, it's the way I move — Smooth like the jazz that my uncle used. I remember bein’ broke with a smile on loan Now I’m paid by the verse, built my own throne She trace my tattoos like she readin' a map Each line a story, each scar a trap She say, “You never flinch when the heat turn up,” I said, “I been forged in fire, now I burn up.” No time for the fake, I just curve and duck, Put loyalty in her spine when we grind and touch. Bedroom look like a warzone paused — Clothes everywhere, candles lit like laws. She like how I take charge, never askin’ permission, Said I write poetry, but my hands write conviction. (Hook – with more bounce, but still silky) Velvet on the concrete, soft in the cold She a rose in the gutter, heart made of gold I’m a king in the city, crown never sold And I move like a whisper, but my legend bold Velvet on the concrete, war in the sheets Every kiss got purpose, every moan repeat Yeah she love how I speak — like I’m preachin’ the street Got her wrapped in my rhythm, now she call me elite (Bridge – seductive and slower) I don’t need applause, I just need her eyes Locked in like a scope when I slide between thighs Every curve a scripture, every touch divine She say, “You don’t chase… you redefine.” Velvet draped in a sinner’s dream, She love the thrill and the in-between Of the Benz and the alleyway, roses and racks, Of the kiss on her neck and the strap in the back We ain’t regular — baby, we rare And she love how I run fingers through her ambition and hair I build empires while she lay there bare Said she never had a man who could really care (Verse 3 – more street grit) I’m the product of nights with no dinner Now I drop six singles, all hitters Now she in lingerie with “Dubb” in glitter Said she love my hustle, it just feel bigger Yeah, we make love like we got nothin’ to lose Then I’m back in the streets, lacin’ up old shoes Deals on my phone while I grip her waist Talk dirty in her ear while I plan my escape She holdin' the scale while I write on the pad, She my first round pick when the world go bad Said I don’t just give her bars, I give her a vision Now we both eatin’ like we earned this kitchen Don’t mistake my love for weakness, nah I’m the calm before war, the lion that saw Every fake homie, every cop that lurked, Every fake “I love you” that never worked (Hook – final, slowed down and cinematic) Velvet on the concrete, soft in the cold She a rose in the gutter, heart made of gold I’m a king in the city, crown never sold And I move like a whisper, but my legend bold Velvet on the concrete, war in the sheets Every kiss got purpose, every moan repeat Yeah she love how I speak — like I’m preachin’ the street Got her wrapped in my rhythm, now she call me elite (Outro – whispered confidence) Velvet on concrete, Yeah… Just how I like it. Where the beauty meets the hustle... Where she don't say much… but she feel everything.