Yung Stugey - Hot Life Lyrics

Sick and tired of having nightmares
I cant keep waking up sweating
I aint gone be letting them lil losses count
Imma just count on my blessings
Mama she told me she love me
But i cant be having her stressing
Im tired of waking up running from twelve
And listening to the paramedics
What you niggas know bout tgar hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
My nigga jumped in the game
Jumped out and got shot twice
What you niggas know bout that hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
I was fucked up
When my nigga got shot at the stop light
It aint a day i dont think about lil one
I dont know tyreese
But im posted on gibson
He on lockdown green dot
To my nigga
Late night trying to run up a check
Before Christmas
The come up for real
I struggled the hardest
I aint askin for shit
Cus my hustle regardless
Real niggas feel it
From Houston to Georgia
Im wishing this shit can go back
How it started
I live a hot life
Tired of taking these losses
People asking am i ok
But i aint alright
That shit got me heartless
My nigga got left on his face
I need a real plug
Conversations with bosses
Hustling like it’s back in the day
When you get money
They got nun to say
Cant take a L so i keep me a K
Sick and tired of having nightmares
I cant keep waking up sweating
I aint gone be letting them lil losses count
Imma just count on my blessings
Mama she told me she love me
But i cant be having her stressing
Im tired of waking up running from twelve
And listening to the paramedics
What you niggas know bout tgar hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
My nigga jumped in the game
Jumped out and got shot twice
What you niggas know bout that hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
I was fucked up
When my nigga got shot at the stop light
Pack come Monday
We got it off Tuesday
Detectives trying to figure out
How we moved it
Im destined for greatness
So i gotta prove it
I catch an informant
Shoot like a movie
Im living hot than a motherfucker
These bitches aint shit
I’ll never trust em
My boy never switched
He stayed a hundred
We be jumping them packs
Like we double dutch-ing
I got some for these young punks
Who be thinking they tough
Man i swear that lil shit get annoying
Three-o-eight with three-o-eights
Knock some flesh away
Neck and torso finna get ripped apart
It aint just sense in the streets
Thats surviving the longest
Yo pussy ass gotta have heart
Living like a hot boy
Cus i aint have a choice
Forced to the hot life
Got a nigga scarred
Sick and tired of having nightmares
I cant keep waking up sweating
I aint gone be letting them lil losses count
Imma just count on my blessings
Mama she told me she love me
But i cant be having her stressing
Im tired of waking up running from twelve
And listening to the paramedics
What you niggas know bout tgar hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
My nigga jumped in the game
Jumped out and got shot twice
What you niggas know bout that hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
I was fucked up
When my nigga got shot at the stop light

Sick and tired of having nightmares
I cant keep waking up sweating
I aint gone be letting them lil losses count
Imma just count on my blessings
Mama she told me she love me
But i cant be having her stressing
Im tired of waking up running from twelve
And listening to the paramedics
What you niggas know bout tgar hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
My nigga jumped in the game
Jumped out and got shot twice
What you niggas know bout that hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
I was fucked up
When my nigga got shot at the stop light
It aint a day i dont think about lil one
I dont know tyreese
But im posted on gibson
He on lockdown green dot
To my nigga
Late night trying to run up a check
Before Christmas
The come up for real
I struggled the hardest
I aint askin for shit
Cus my hustle regardless
Real niggas feel it
From Houston to Georgia
Im wishing this shit can go back
How it started
I live a hot life
Tired of taking these losses
People asking am i ok
But i aint alright
That shit got me heartless
My nigga got left on his face
I need a real plug
Conversations with bosses
Hustling like it’s back in the day
When you get money
They got nun to say
Cant take a L so i keep me a K
Sick and tired of having nightmares
I cant keep waking up sweating
I aint gone be letting them lil losses count
Imma just count on my blessings
Mama she told me she love me
But i cant be having her stressing
Im tired of waking up running from twelve
And listening to the paramedics
What you niggas know bout tgar hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
My nigga jumped in the game
Jumped out and got shot twice
What you niggas know bout that hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
I was fucked up
When my nigga got shot at the stop light
Pack come Monday
We got it off Tuesday
Detectives trying to figure out
How we moved it
Im destined for greatness
So i gotta prove it
I catch an informant
Shoot like a movie
Im living hot than a motherfucker
These bitches aint shit
I’ll never trust em
My boy never switched
He stayed a hundred
We be jumping them packs
Like we double dutch-ing
I got some for these young punks
Who be thinking they tough
Man i swear that lil shit get annoying
Three-o-eight with three-o-eights
Knock some flesh away
Neck and torso finna get ripped apart
It aint just sense in the streets
Thats surviving the longest
Yo pussy ass gotta have heart
Living like a hot boy
Cus i aint have a choice
Forced to the hot life
Got a nigga scarred
Sick and tired of having nightmares
I cant keep waking up sweating
I aint gone be letting them lil losses count
Imma just count on my blessings
Mama she told me she love me
But i cant be having her stressing
Im tired of waking up running from twelve
And listening to the paramedics
What you niggas know bout tgar hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
My nigga jumped in the game
Jumped out and got shot twice
What you niggas know bout that hot life
What niggas know bout that hot life
I was fucked up
When my nigga got shot at the stop light