a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

amos 747 - hero lyrics

hero lyrics
[verse 1]
shorty a hoe
she had a chance but i can’t save her
solo dolo
i don’t trust no b+tch, i’m focused on paper
ran up the racks
did it on my own i ain’t need a favour
sit the f+ck down
you know you not hard so don’t be courageous
toe tag ’em, you don’t want the static
tried to run but the choppa’ automatic
thought he was hard till we pulled up and he panicked
i just want to see my mom live lavish
give a f+ck about the fashion
we’ll pass it then dash it
cause havoc
this the style, ain’t plan it
can’t panic
don’t f+ck with that girl
she dramatic

[chorus]
long time
remember them night on the dark side
bro’s in ot with the mob ties
stop all the capping the d+mn lies
p+ssy want smoke you get baptized
too clean with the drip like i sanitized
keep up my image my franchise
rips on my jeans ain’t no levis
hold up
long time
f+ck around end on my bad side
post with them k!llers and d+mn slimes
big dogs we bring them bands out
pack it up then i might pass out
never gave no one no handout
pull up on you what you chatting about
p+ssy try me imma spaz out
[bridge]
bro leave his feelings at home
but he ain’t gonna leave without a weapon
big 500s i’m stepping
thumbing through racks hit a b+tch and her best friend
bro tote on a smith & wesson
was never in class but i still got the lesson
gang in the field like the redskins
said they want smoke they pulled up and they left him

[verse 2]
shorty a hoe she a chance but i’m not a hero
stack up my bread i’m talking dinero
we made a movie like robert de niro
nah
like spike lee
she run around just to spite me
the f+ck?
sayonara
she got left in the past
third eye open
imma see through the act
if it gets rowdy
better put on a mask
said it’s ice
but it’s looking like glass
talking hot
and he got himself mashed
swerving lanes
pray to god i don’t crash
think i’m addicted to living life fast
need a 2 door with a digital dash
[chorus]
long time
remember them night on the dark side
bro’s in ot with the mob ties
stop all the capping the d+mn lies
p+ssy want smoke you get baptized
too clean with the drip like i sanitized
keep up my image my franchise
rips on my jeans ain’t no levis, hold up
long time
f+ck around end on my bad side
post with them k!llers and d+mn slimes
big dogs we bring them bands out
pack it up then i might pass out
never gave no one no handout
pull up on you what you chatting about
p+ssy try me imma spaz out

[outro]
shorty a hoe
she had a chance but i can’t save her
solo dolo
i don’t trust no b+tch i’m focused on paper
ran up the racks
did it on my own i ain’t need a favour
sit the f+ck down
you know you not hard so don’t be courageous

- amos 747 lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS