Payroll Giovanni
Heroes

[Intro]
Helluva made the beat, baby
[Verse 1]
I was a young n***a running up and down [?]
Back in the day, when real money got made
Neighborhood n***as looking like they hit the power ball
They was getting powder off, driving all kind of cars
Slide through my neighborhood, right on [?]
Where all of the hustlers mingle
All the kids love them, bitches wanna fuck them
The n***as on the block just wishing he'll plug them
When he got caught, he took the charges and ain't rat
Real leader, tought his whole tеam how to stack
When shit fucked up, he gon' find out a way
N***as down on thеy luck, til the heros saved the day
My heros ain't wear no capes, just chinchilla
Explain the childhood of a westside n***a
To the heros in the feds, we ain't forget ya
The way you put it down, we gon' always remember

[Chorus]
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plain
All my superheros put the bird on they chain
Sliding down the block, [?] the whip
Suping up chips, in the hood, he a myth
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plain
All my superheros put the bird on they chain
Sliding down the block, [?] the whip
Suping up chips, in the hood, he a myth
[Verse 2]
My heros drove coupes, like Batmobiles
Told me fuck a one to one, my n***a, stack your skrill
Flying down the block, like Superman
Whole crew getting money, they the Super Friends
Run through the bag fast, like Flash
Work in the Batcave, hiden from the task
He must got powers, man, he started with a half
Like he jumped in the phone booth and turned into the man
All around, he a credible boss
N***a move weight like Incredible Hulk
Chain weigh a ton, bezzle is frost
Heard he spent a hundred, but you know how ghettos talk
I done got money, the cats I looked up to
That did songs with rappers I used to cook up to
Now I wear them shoes, I'm the motherfucking n***a
To all my superheros that's gone, we ain't forget ya

[Chorus]
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plain
All my superheros put the bird on they chain
Sliding down the block, [?] the whip
Suping up chips, in the hood, he a myth
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plain
All my superheros put the bird on they chain
Sliding down the block, [?] the whip
Suping up chips, in the hood, he a myth