[Lyric] What is Hell (Prodbytomo)

Damn

5 am again

Used to hate waking up

Sunrise my best friend

Now

How

The fuck I get here

Life tectonic plates

Swear it shift weird

But why should I should I care

A new day appears
Grindin wit my peers

Can’t shed a tear

Toxic mindset

Broken but I’m still growing

And my skin glowin





Cookin beats

Makin clothes



Makin clothes

Cookin beats

Everyday on repeat
I ain’t even change my sheets

Damn I need to make time for myself

Seem like lately I can only make time for my wealth

What the hell

What is hell

If I’m livin on еarth

And A nigga livin well

God son said it ain’t hard to tell

But thesе thoughts I can never dispel





Fuck a hoe if she don’t love me

Cause I love me more
Late nights no one writes

Just me and mi amor

Swear I love I the green

This country really cursed me

But still ain’t reimburse me

So I need every penny

Tell em line the hearses

After that the Bentleys

A genius evidently



It’s still fuck English

Use my own vocabulary

They try to say you talk white

If you talk right

So I use my own words When I rock mics

If you don’t understand it

Then go kill yourself

Don’t let em tell you how to live

Nigga be yourself

I say nigga

Cause a nigga how I see myself

And that’s some real shit



If you a real nigga

Then go get real rich

Get ya lazy ass up

And get ya moms a crib

I ain’t say it’s easy

Cause it’s not bro

We still gon find a way to get up to the top tho

If that’s really yo brother

Don’t let him rock bro

Let him know when he wrong

So he don’t stop growing

Put some bred up to the side keep the stock growing

Cause it’s all about the Benjamins baby

At this point only God can save me

So far gone like Aubrey tape is

Shit so hard only I can make this

Gotta thank God that my time ain’t taken

Cause I done seen nights where I ain’t think ima make it

What you know bout gurneys

And them ashy blankets

Thank the lord I ain't never seen them plastic anklets



What you know them ashy blankets

Ithank the lord I ain't never seen them plastic



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What the hell

What is hell

If I’m livin on earth

And A nigga livin well

God son said its ain’t hard to tell

But these thoughts I can never dispel