Smokin' your dead homieFacts, gasI know a bitch who do whatever for some Valentinos (Oh)I'm with the killers, goin' to BET inside the Vino (Let's get it)Man, my city was goin' crazy, rest in peace to Chino (Chino)And free that nigga Meech 'cause he the hood hero (Uh, hero)Don't gotta prove no point, nigga, we know (Oh yeah, we know)And wherever that drama at, we go (We go)(You know, you know) We the neighborhood heroes(We know, we know) We the neighborhood heroesThat street shitWe don't reply to niggas with that tweet shit (Facts)Beef shit, nigga said fuck me, he don't mean it (Pussy)Sweet shit, foenem caught a body, they gon' beat itDefense, Glock to his face, he won't eat it (Brr)All facts, nigga snaked me once and I'ma fall back (Let's get it)Nigga say he my brother, but he snaked me, what you call that?I cheated on my BM three times with my dog assShe gave her number, I delete it, 'cause they all ratsChiraq, where the police don't call backupLast nigga played with Durkio, he in a backwoodChicago niggas play with PnB, but ain't no matchupIf you know me like you know me, where I'm from, I'm not a rapperBurglar, scammer, a murderer, I'm handsomeWhen I'm off the drugs, I swear I'm steady throwin' tantrumsAngelo told me once before, he want a PhantomI can't say no 'cause that's my son, I gotta answerI know a bitch who do whatever for some Valentinos (You know)I'm with the killers, goin' to BET inside the Vino (You know)Man, my city was goin' crazy, rest in peace to ChinoAnd free that nigga Meech 'cause he the hood heroDon't gotta prove no point, nigga, we know (We know)And wherever that drama at, we go (Oh, oh)Oh, we the neighborhood heroes (We the neighborhood heroes)We the neighborhood heroesThey say we won't get help unless Obama do it (Turn up)Don't get shot in my areas, ain't no trauma unit (Let's get it)If you a snake and they ain't do, just know the opps'll do it (Know the opps'll do it)And go and drill, this the best time 'cause the opps into it (Brr)I still sleep around the savages like I ain't richYou talkin' to me about your homie, that's that fake shit (Turn up)The city ain't never played my songs, shoutout to NephetsJust take that watch up of your arm 'fore we take it (Yeah, yeah)And we the reason for your dead niggasBreadwinners, when you hit that stain you ain't share with usFuck the Instagram, this realityI know a nigga talk straight cash, and he ain't got a GThey had my momma usin' WIC when we in povertyAnd I was tired of eatin' Kix, but she know I gotta eatStop lyin', stop tellin' niggas you gon' ride for meStop lyin', stop tellin' niggas you gon' die for meI know a bitch who do whatever for some ValentinosI'm with the killers, goin' to BET inside the VinoMan, my city was goin' crazy, rest in peace to ChinoAnd free that nigga Meech 'cause he the hood heroDon't gotta prove no point, nigga, we knowAnd wherever that drama at, we goOh, we the neighborhood heroesWe the neighborhood heroes