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 fuck 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 fuck better than?
In her ear like a reverend 
Wearin ho all over her back and swappin teams like a letterman
Im celibate , no settlement , Im fly as hell, a pelican
When you die, its irrelevant , I live in every sense 
I got 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 right now
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now
Half a band, purple Benzo
And Im gone, its a wrap
Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags
Coach had told me, Run it up the side
So lets run it up the side 
Street nigga with elite status , I done popped me a pink Addy 
Young nigga make killin a fetish 
I know a scammer wholl leak your addy 
Im lowkey so I aint sleepin in the tele 
Wockesha done blew up my belly 
Im a street nigga, stay outta my business
My bitch gon stunt with a careless 
They say I lost my mind when Im off these drugs, I go to sleep 
I was fucked up when my dawg had caught a bond, I couldnt reach 
Gotta watch out for the ones you call your dawgs, cause he a leech 
I done fucked up my whole profit, made it back in one week
I scream, Free Nine, like nine times, Ima always carry my nine
They shot my cousin in from the blind side, they didnt even look him in his eye
You got a gun and you aint slide, I swear that shit gon kill my vibe
I keep braggin about the other side cause them niggas keep dyin
Im the voice of the hero
Half a million on me right now
Hundred thousand on me, count it right now
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now
Half a band, purple Benzo
And Im gone, its a wrap
Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags
Coach had told me, Run it up the side
So lets run it up the side 
Run it up for miles 
I dont get no help in stores, Im really havin style
Knew I was gon be the man one day when I was a child
Used to try to serve everyone, Im pipin up the crowd now
Steady goin, they know Im the one, they gotta bow down
Im from the city, she call me country, she like the way I sound
Its a lotta people lookin up to me, and I aint gon let em down
Lil bro nem can get whatever from me, I had em sellin pounds
Its crazy now, Im real big on privacy, I come from public housing
Just work with me, I need a little time, Im tryna fix up my life
That shit was real good, I cant lie, but I had to sacrifice
Im focused now, and the shit that dont matter wont even cross my mind
A lot of shit is startin to look different, I opened up my eyes
And I done changed my life from just watchin, I owe a lot to slime
I twist all my problems in the wood and I get real high
Some folks just dont get it, you cant make em, I was still tryin
I had to realize
Half a million on me right now 
Hundred thousand on me, count it right now
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now
Half a band, purple Benzo
And Im gone, its a wrap
Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags
Coach had told me, Run it up the side
So lets run it up the side