A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem Been through more than a lil' bit Been through more than a lil' bit But I ain't callin' no names out No, no free promotion Naw, naw I ain't late, I don't do due dates No sneak diss, no sneak shit That's just how I was raised Had to get it out the soil I been down, I been loyal When you really hold it down Niggas ain't even really down for ya Oh no, what a shame 10 years in the game Niggas like "You ain't hot? You ain't pop yet? What's up wit' you and Ye?" (A rose in Harlem) Grew out the concrete (A rose in Harlem) You know it ain't sweet (A rose in Harlem) Can't tell me any- any- any- anything It be the ones who say they ride for you It be the ones, the ones you love, them too It be the ones who swear they real, not true It be them ones, It be them ones Don't get caught up It be the ones, the ones you closest to It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too It be the ones, the ones you look up to It be the ones Don't get caught up, young girl (A rose in Harlem) Grew out the concrete (A rose in Harlem) You know it ain't sweet (A rose in Harlem) Can't tell me any- any- any- anything Been through more than a lil' bit Been through more than a lil' bit But I ain't callin' no names out No, no free promotions If it ain't 'bout blessings I can't even address it I just bought my third house No album out and I got 'em asking 'What do she do?' I do everything I move everything Put that on my wedding ring Put that on my baby name All these fake smiles These chicks must just came from a dentist I can tell it ain't genuine I get so offended (A rose in Harlem) Grew out the concrete (A rose in Harlem) You know it ain't sweet (A rose in Harlem) Can't tell me any- any- any- anything It be the ones who say they ride for you It be the ones, the ones you love, them too It be the ones who swear they real, not true It be them ones, It be them ones Don't get caught up It be the ones, the ones you closest to It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too It be the ones, the ones you look up to It be the ones It be the ones who say they ride for you It be the ones, the ones you love, them too It be the ones who swear they real, not true It be them ones, It be them ones Don't get caught up It be the ones, the ones you closest to It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too It be the ones, the ones you look up to It be the ones Don't get caught up, young girl A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem Don't get caught up, young girl