Concrete Pavement Songtext
von Nappy Roots

Stash that in my snapback, grass hat
Pass that, we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement
I said we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
Stash that in my snapback, grass hat
Pass that, we beatin' up the concrete pavement
They say we beatin' up the concrete pavement
They say we beatin′ up the concrete pavement

I keep trees in my grassroots, humble like my tattoo
I fumbled on a past few, I′m back with my bad boo
Situations change, irregardless bad news
Universal grind, fight through it 'cause I have to

Life is full of left and rights, I′m wonderin' if cash rules
My tank is half empty as I simply drive past fools
Nappy-headed while my rooster cap′s backwards


Ain't think about you bastards, middle finger towards you assholes
Tonto with the lasso, Lone Ranger in a Rover
Blowin′ doja while I pass go, potato on the sofa
Never stop until it's over, pop the wop like it's soda
Drinkin′ vodka by the liter, I′m a leader plus a mogul
On a mission like I'm Frodo, baggin′ all you bitches
I'm relentless on these vocals, plus I′m heartless
Did I mention? Act a nigga on these instrumentals
Handlin' my business like a preacher in a pulpit
Can I get a witness? Ain′t no snitchin', that's a no-no

Even if the po-po has you up the creek
And it′s shitty with the rowboat
Fast forward over in slow-mo, I′m chillin' like a hobo
′Cause even when I'm rich, I′ma pretend to be so broke
Gettin' warmer if it′s global, and the world is so cold
The game is over, this one's for free, nigga, BOGO
It's Cadillac pimpin′ over here, no Benz or Volvo
Pull the grass from my secret stash and blow it in the ozone

Stash that in my snapback, grass hat
Pass that, we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement
I said we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
Stash that in my snapback, grass hat
Pass that, we beatin' up the concrete pavement
They say we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
They say we beatin' up the concrete pavement


Yeah, I′m on the corner of Edgewood and Boulevard
What you see in these streets is like school of arts
I guess I look the part, camos and cashmere
Some kinda craft beer, new scarf from last year
I'm old school, went from Garcia to Optimos
To hittin' dabs on stage at Colorado shows
Blunts in the South, eight for my Westerners

Hippy gangster, convoy black Teslas
We should post somethin′ special up
Good smoke in my lungs, 808 on the drums
And the regular, couple bad chicks on the sectional

Life′s a trip, then I know one day I'll pack it up

This ain′t musk, this is white amber
We in the building, you more of a camper
Burn it down 'til I′m ramped up

Validated, check my stamps, bruh
This sweet water got me amped up (Silly!)

Met this bubbled up, saucy lil' bitch, thick as Ragu
Ass when she passed, had a brother like, "Gazoops"
Couldn′t shake her even though I move with the mad juice
She wanted my paper, I kinda knew the ho was bad news
Got up, went to the bathroom, when I came back, she had shot deuce
Stole my cowboy hat, well, I guess I'll rock the grassroots
Sheets in my stash, lil' gas and some wax, too
I fired up a moon rock, laughin′, got higher than Nappy Roots

Stash that in my snapback, grass hat
Pass that, we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement
I said we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
Stash that in my snapback, grass hat
Pass that, we beatin' up the concrete pavement
They say we beatin′ up the concrete pavement
They say we beatin' up the concrete pavement