Charlie Syn - Hell Is Hot Lyrics

Lord Forgive Me
They say everyday
You gotta get up and just grind
Cause you never know if it's your last day
And if I die tomorrow
May god come and get me
This Music's for the rugged
Street corners projects
Drug Dealer's robber's
North face and skully's
Timbo's and rugby's
EBT Section 8
Single Mother Daddy Upstate
This Food for thought
Whatever the case who for the cause
Hold the applause I'm what the games missing
If you know listen
Understanding is wisdom
Chip on your shoulder keep that energy
Smoke your hookah drink your hennessy
This mumble rap, trap music, boom bap
Charlie Syn who's that a new cat
From way back
Where they move cracks
Move pills and shoot gats
(YEA)
Product of environment
Death my retirement
Watch who You siding with
40 glocks with hollow tip
Leave your body stiff
Do you follow this
(Follow Me)
This for the lifers push ups in the yard
Watch towers with the guards
Politicking with the gods
Living they life on the clock quick to kill on the spot
Hell Is Hot
(Damn Hot)
Loud packs
Moon shine
Knife wounds
Fist fights
The true life that you like
But you scared to live by
Few love so why try
(Why Try)
This for the rappers that claim goat
Around here get left with a slit throat
I been dope
Fentanyl
Overdose
Millennials
Cut the coke
I'm from a young city full of hatred
Broken homes and wasted
Working towards greatness
Where they fathers never raise them
You'd be surprised
Who's getting high on they own supply
Then die
From fentanyl inside
Kill or be killed what we live by
Where friends become enemies shoot you with your own gun
Y'all love the music and think it's all fun
But it's real life where tears come
(Hold Up)
This for the parents lost they kids to the streets
I know it's hard but they resting in peace
This for the youth growing into savages
The streets where they passionate
No need to caption this
Tomorrow ain't promised and I know this
Wish it came with a notice
Cause this life is the coldest
Prepare for the worst prayers for the humble
Prayers for the church whenever I stumble
Stay woke it's a jungle
Full of cheaters lyin bout the bundles
I gotta pay uncle
Taxing me a hundo
Just to pay a condo
This knowledge is power
Could never be a coward or throw in the towel
I'm here for a reason
Something to be proud of
I'm here for a reason
Something to be proud of
I swear to god
I swear to god
If a nigga try to stop me
OH MAN
I'm just trying to live nigga
Cause this life is hard
And when you watching niggas pass away
At any giving moment
You just know you gotta go for yours
This for all my young niggas
Keep grinding for what you gotta grind for
Cause ain't nobody gonna give it to you
Shit
You gotta work for it
It's Charlie...