Heroes

Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ayy, my heroes weren't Batman and Superman and Spider-Man, bro (ooh-ooh)
I had some different type of heroes, my - (ooh-ooh)
Let's talk about 'em (ooh-ooh)

All my idols on the mother- fed list (fed)
All my opps on the mother- dead list (R.I.P. 'em)
If I pick my money up, I might as well deadlift (doot-bah)
Caught your brother on a killer, now he dead, - (boom)

P.S.A. to all these -, y'all can't - with me
When we chillin', -, don't bring no - up to me (that's right)
Ayy, I'm in the Bay, but I'm on Texas, yeah, I send that backend, catch it
She hit me up, like, "Why, you ain't answer?" 'cause I'm with my -, ho, text me

These Gabbana, these ain't no Margiela's
When she with me, that's when she get the wettest
Styrofoam cup and that's Codeine infested
Drinkin' the syrup like I'm under the weather, ooh, ooh

I put you - on, give me my credit, ooh, ooh
Condo in LA, it's gettin' developed, ooh, ooh
She woke up, she ate me for breakfast, ooh, ooh
Boy, who you talkin' to? Don't get embarrassed

We can get far from all that Gucci in Paris
You won't see this in no stores, the rarest
Don't make us get on that car, we gon' air it
We live by that gang, and that beef, we inherit

Ooh, ooh, them - robbed you because you let 'em
Ooh, ooh, I got 20 choppas, I feel like Tip Harris
My - authentic, their - generic, I'm the founder, I'm not your chairman
Don't play with the Boogieman, sh-'ll get scary
And I'ma be quiet like this a library

I send 'em killers to get 'em, I flip 'em, when they pull up, you know they gon' rip 'em
Soon as he gone, his - gon' miss him, after a month, them boys gon' forget him
Ayy, if he got -, they better kiss him (ooh, ooh, ooh)

Ayy, 'cause this they last lil' couple days wit' him
I go throw with that K in a Sprinter, put on my jewelry, it feel like the winter
-ch, I'm a boss, refer to me as mister, get it from the bank, printer down, I'ma kill him
My - bad, don't need no filter, e'ry time I hit her, gotta leave kids in her

Chanel boy bag, gotta get in my Floyd bag
At the clear port, on jets where we deploy at (deploy)
At the trap house, that's where I was employed at (employed)
But I don't glorify that life, I didn't enjoy that

But I don't glorify that life, I didn't enjoy that
But I don't glorify that life (I don't glorify that life)
No, I don't glorify that life (no, I don't glorify that life)
We at the clear port, got a flight (we at the clear port, got a flight)
We at the clear port, got a flight (we at the clear port, got a flight)
(Ah) we at the clear port, got a flight, oh

And I don't glorify that life, oh
We at the clear port, got a flight
At the clear port, got a flight
I should be there, -, tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Luis Federico Vindver Arosa, Torres Keanu Dean, Jose Angel Velazquez, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Sebastion Mario Kartsch
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