Helicoptaz

[Verse 1]
Straight out of the gutter
Where train tracks run through the cutter
My new chick's cool, but her uncle's a nutter
Nike Air kicks, I got hundreds for summer
I don't fair pricks I've been beefing for years
Seen a boy get smoked like shisha, I swear
Enemies wanna see me disappear
It's all nuts in my hood
Knives and guns in my hood
Do dirt, get funds in my hood
Get 'em down, we don't care 'bout mums in my hood
Devil's on my back
Travel through the streets, tryna build my stacks
And I get the chicks gassed 'cause I pull up in a Range, you don't know about that

[Hook]
On the pavement
Niggas ain't on my wavelength
Hustler vision, I break bread
With the lions, bears and the apes-dem
In the trenches I'm feeling stuck, but you never see me running out of luck
Concrete, where the shots buss, nee-nor helicopters
Nee-nor helicopters

[Verse 2]
Shit's real in my area code
Now you think you're street, and I hear ya bro
It's peak when the gun squad clear your home
And it's peak when the guns start tearing clothes
Act like you don't care the most
In fact, act like you're prepared for smoke
My block's where they're sharing loads
Nee-nor nee-nor, bare patrol
And I'm loving it too
Stash house got bud in it too
Bitch loving the crew, and she got me excited, I'm loving it too
I'm on the street like Mike Skinner, I'm that hype nigga, but I'm laid back
One call for a live spinner, the favela's popping every day ah

[Hook]
On the pavement
Niggas ain't on my wavelength
Hustler vision, I break bread
With the lions, bears and the apes-dem
In the trenches I'm feeling stuck, but you never see me running out of luck
Concrete, where the shots buss, nee-nor helicopters
Nee-nor helicopters, nee-nor helicopters, nee-nor helicopters

[Verse 3]
Spent every single summer in the ghetto with the rats from the south to the east
I ain't peddling crack, I roll cocaine shots up in wraps
Live long enough to see me play villain
Shotters make 30 and think that they're winning
Spend money on the fast life and living
Go [?] back to beginning, look
I don't wanna be 30
Chatting 'bout how I had vision and ism and schism
Rolex on my wrist, you couldn't cheef me like Wiggum
Looking like the Black Panther in my black tracksuit and I'm ready for anything
Ready to ride
And your girlfriend's ready to slide

[Hook]
On the pavement
Niggas ain't on my wavelength
Hustler vision, I break bread
With the lions, bears and the apes-dem
In the trenches I'm feeling stuck, but you never see me running out of luck
Concrete, where the shots buss, nee-nor helicopters
Nee-nor helicopters, nee-nor helicopters