Letras:
© RJ
You say it\'s hot in the city, but ain\'t to hot for me,
I\'n here, just finding my feet, I\'m looking for the place to be,
You say it\'s hot in the city, But there\'s always a cool place for the,
You just gotta open your eyes, take a look around a see,
Yeah, I came from the quiet, now I\'m lost in the sound,
City lights flicker while the sun goes down,
You\'re in a concrete jungle, where the dreams don\'t sleep,
Walking through the blocks, with a rhythm to your feet,
Got the heat on my neck, but a breeze in my soul,
Every street corner got a story untold.
I’m not just surviving, I\'m learning to thrive,
Finding little bits of shade where my hopes can arrive.
City ain\'t kind, but it teaches you fast,
Every moment you breathe could be your last.
But there’s beauty in the cracks, rhythm in the pain,
You lose a little hope, then find it in the rain.
I ain’t runnin’ from the fire, I’m learnin’ how to stand,
With blistered feet and dreams in my hand.
So when the night falls and the streets go still,
I know I’m movin’ forward—yeah, I always will.
You say it\'s hot in the city, but ain\'t to hot for me,
I\'n here, just finding my feet, I\'m looking for the place to be,
You say it\'s hot in the city, But there\'s always a cool place for the,
You just gotta open your eyes, take a look around a see,
Take a look around, Take a look around, just see
Take a look around, take a look around, just see
It ain\'t about the heat... it\'s about the hustle.
It\'s about late nights, wrong turns, muscle.
It\'s about standin\' tall when your shadow feels small,
\'Bout risin\' back up every time you fall.
This city don’t wait, and it don’t rewind,
But there’s peace to be found if you shift your mind.
So I walk with the noise, with the heat, with the beat,
And I make this chaos feel like home to me.
Now I move like I own this place,
Not with pride, but with purpose in my pace.
Got a map in my mind, no need for signs,
I follow heartbeats, not dotted lines.
Met faces that flicker like neon lights,
Some gone by day, some haunt my nights.
But I don’t flinch when the noise gets loud,
I just breathe in deep and rise through the crowd.
No plan, just passion, no script, just me,
Lost in this concrete sea.
So when they say it’s too hot to stay, I grin
\'Cause I found my fire within.
