Heroes

Yeah, you better not save these bitches Nah, you better not save these hoes
I'ma make it out this shit, I made it through the trenches, that's the goal
I don't be up in no clubs, but when I do, I put that shit on
Got a brown skin baddie, I just told her fine ass stay at home

I been that kid since birth, nigga, I been livin' at home alone
Let me take you out your element and show you something different
I'ma speak that real shit, but I'ma need y'all to listen
And I'm never sayin' sorry, I don't really care for forgiveness

And we got sticks up in this bitch, when we be ridin', you better not try
And we up, up, and away up outta here, I feel like flyin
And I'm flexin' on these niggas, ha, I got too much muscle straight from the top rope
I'm a eliminate these niggas like it's a Royal Rumble

I got Big Ton on this shit with me, yeah, you know we finna run it
And you boys worried about some bitches, you ain't got it, that ain't motion
Have your bitch meet meet me in the hotel like I am Mr. Moseby
I just made a stack, I'm finna flip it back, lil' baby, we havin motion

I know you don't need me and I don't need you, but shawty, where you goin'
We got crack babies outside and they need help, but I'm tryna focus
We gone get your lil' bitch ass wacked, since you always wanna be loafin
We just get getting cheddar like Chuck E. Cheese, man, we gettin' all the tokens

Huh
Let me show you that I deserve it, let me show you that I was chosen
I'm tired of you bitch ass niggas, huh, huh
Yeah, you better not save these bitches, nah, you better not say these hoes

I'm a make it out this shit, I made it through the trenches, that's the goal
I don't be up in no clubs, but when I do, I put that shit on
Got a brown skinned baddie, I just told her fine ass stay at home
I been that kid since birth, nigga, I been livin' at home alone

She tryna break my heart, so I let the lil' bitch go like it's frozen
Let me show you niggas I was chosen, I'm a genius, I'm glad you noticed
You tryna sneak this and we gon' go in, and I'm a Mr. Krabs with the money
But that's so you don't get nothin' from me, remember those days I was so bummy

Remember those days, they ain't fuck with me, and these people frontin', acting like they love me
You better stand your ground, ain't no runnin, but I can't go out of bounds when I'm stuntin
Ain't been droppin' no music, but let's get it jumpin ', yeah
And I can't ever save these bitches, nah, nada,, zero

Need a passport to go overseas, gotta make some euros
I don't show off for no media, I'ma keep this shit on the low
And you better not save these bitches, nah, don't be no hero



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Writer(s): Renzo Weaver
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