No More Heroes
Uh-uh
Da, da, da (Score)
Da, da, da, uh
I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with 'K's
Steppin' through the fire with a lot of rage
I don't care if he a minor, he a opp to gang
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All-white 1's up on my feet, no, we weren't rockin' J's
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young, on that street, throwin' block parades
Ain't had nothin' 'til I tripled up, zero, zero, zero
We was young and we ain't give no fuck, we don't need no heroes
He gon' sleep good when we hit him up, he don't need no pillow
Bunch of scars, but I'm still healin' up, starin' out my window
Shoppin' sprees for my stress, I went to Neiman Marcus
Put a bitch right to the test, she tryna be Mrs. Bartlett
Told her, "Baby, I'm a thug, I can't be your Clark Kent"
Gettin' too high off these drugs, I wonder where my heart went, uh
I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with 'K's
Steppin' through the fire with a lot of rage
I don't care if he a minor, he a opp to gang
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All-white 1's up on my feet, no, we weren't rockin' J's
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young, on that street, throwin' block parades
When death spread, just like Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Everyone told me to leave you, but I still was there
Gon' provide for my people 'til I get the chair
Told my guys, "We all equal, ain't shit to compare"
Deep water, I dived in
Already OD'd off these drugs, I wanna die again
Remember late nights, early mornings, we was slidin'
Cue the violence, please don't cross us on this side then
We was wildin', uh
I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with 'K's
Steppin' through the fire with a lot of rage
I don't care if he a minor, he a opp to gang
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All-white 1's up on my feet, no, we weren't rockin' J's
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young, on that street, throwin' block parades
Da, da, da (Score)
Da, da, da, uh
I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with 'K's
Steppin' through the fire with a lot of rage
I don't care if he a minor, he a opp to gang
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All-white 1's up on my feet, no, we weren't rockin' J's
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young, on that street, throwin' block parades
Ain't had nothin' 'til I tripled up, zero, zero, zero
We was young and we ain't give no fuck, we don't need no heroes
He gon' sleep good when we hit him up, he don't need no pillow
Bunch of scars, but I'm still healin' up, starin' out my window
Shoppin' sprees for my stress, I went to Neiman Marcus
Put a bitch right to the test, she tryna be Mrs. Bartlett
Told her, "Baby, I'm a thug, I can't be your Clark Kent"
Gettin' too high off these drugs, I wonder where my heart went, uh
I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with 'K's
Steppin' through the fire with a lot of rage
I don't care if he a minor, he a opp to gang
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All-white 1's up on my feet, no, we weren't rockin' J's
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young, on that street, throwin' block parades
When death spread, just like Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Everyone told me to leave you, but I still was there
Gon' provide for my people 'til I get the chair
Told my guys, "We all equal, ain't shit to compare"
Deep water, I dived in
Already OD'd off these drugs, I wanna die again
Remember late nights, early mornings, we was slidin'
Cue the violence, please don't cross us on this side then
We was wildin', uh
I miss my niggas everyday, but more on holidays
Like white hoods was on my face, we hit they block with 'K's
Steppin' through the fire with a lot of rage
I don't care if he a minor, he a opp to gang
Like my son was NLE, I seen that choppa raise
All-white 1's up on my feet, no, we weren't rockin' J's
I just hummed on the beat, then I rocked the stage
We was young, on that street, throwin' block parades
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