作词 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Jeffery Williams/Wesley Glass
作曲 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Jeffery Williams/Wesley Glass
Wheezy outta here
Voice of the Heroes of the Streets
Young Spider checkin' in, ah
Big faces, little faces, mix it up
Everywhere you see me, I got the semi tucked
Gave her a rack the first day, now she look like a prostitute
I got a really bad, bad, bad bitch tyin' my shoes, huh
I put it up the first five years so how the **** can I really lose
I learned to wipe my face with these dollar bills and all of 'em blue
I was dyin' those with the really expensive crevices
Gettin' millions, who the **** better than?
And I'm like a lil' revered
Wearin' hoe all over her back and swappin' teams like a letterman
I'm celibate, no settlement, I'm fly as hell, I'm pelican
When you die, it's irrelevant, I'm livin' ever since
I ain't goin' to the settlement, I went from shuttle to the medal to the Rolls truck
I got the Smith & Wess' in Cali' and I showed up
Guess I never growed up
Half a million on me right now
Hundred thousand on me, count it up
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, then the label do anything
Half a band, purple band
Sold and gold, it's a wrap
Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bag
Coach had told me to run it up the side
So let's run it up the side
Street nigga with elite status, I done popped me a pink Addy
Young nigga make a killin' fetish, I'm lowkey so I ain't sleepin' in the tele'
Marquesha, then blew up her belly
I'm a street nigga, stay outta my business
My bitch gon' stunt with a careless
They say I lost my mind when I'm off these drugs
I go to sleep
I was ****ed up when my dawg had caught a bond
I couldn't reach
Gotta watch out for the ones you call your dawgs
'Cause he a leech
I done ****ed up my whole profit, made it back in one week
I spend free nine like nine times, I'ma always carry my nine
They shot my cousin from the blind side, they didn't even look him in the eye
You got a gun and you ain't slide, I swear that shit gon' kill my vibe
I keep braggin' about the other side 'cause them niggas keep dyin'
(Oh, no, no, no, no, no)
I'm the Voice of the Hero
(Yeah, I know Thug the coach, let's get it)
Half a million on me right now
Hundred thousand on me, count it up
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, then the label do anything
Half a band, purple band
Sold and gold, it's a wrap
Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bag
Coach had told me to run it up the side
So let's run it up the side
Run it up for miles
I don't get no help in stores, I'm really havin' style
Kenw I was gon' be the man one day when I was a child
Used to try and serve everybody, I'm pipin' up the crowd now
Steady goin', they knowin' I'm the one, they gotta bow down
I'm from the city, she call me country, she like the way I sound
It's a lotta people lookin' up to me, and I ain't gon' let 'em down
I had 'em sellin' pounds
It's crazy, I'm real big on privacy, I come from public housing
Just work with me, I need a little time, I'm tryna fix up my life
That shit was real good, I can't lie
I'm focused now and the shit don't matter, won't even cross my mind
A lot of shit startin' to look different, I open up my eyes
And I done changed my life from just watchin', I owe a lot to slime
I trust all my problems in the wood and I get real high
Some folks just don't get it, you can't make 'em
I was still tryin', I had to realize
Half a million on me right now
Hundred thousand on me, count it up
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, then the label do anything
Half a band, purple band
Sold and gold, it's a wrap
Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bag
Coach had told me to run it up the side
So let's run it up the side