Poplinave Turk - im not heroiK Lyrics

Young nigga, let his words flow like a f*ckin' poet That gangsta shit in me, I don't play
Games, I'm not heroic pain in my eyes when you look deep inside
Just know I'm on it When you fall down and your money low, tell
Me where you goin' Tell me where it went
Pour a four in my pop, make it look dark tint I don't save hoes, this how the game go, I'm not Clark Kent
He can play them popcorn games and think I'm lame, yea we gon' pop him
I feel like Pac serving rocks, free mook juice, I'll shoot above the rim
Tryna hop out, cullinan holding choppers, free my blood in them
You can ask about me on D-Road, I'm not pussy, I'm not one of them
Sit by my granny, grave tears full of rage, like how I come to this
I miss granny, Big C and K, babelo, Dom and money them
Hope I see y'all again, niggas play, we gon' spend da bend
Can't no niggas say they did shit to me and I ain't did it back to them
Plenty shootouts by my name, I won't say a thing, I'ma keep it trim
Learned and misguided by some bullshitin, ass Og's
How can you blame him, he just wanna fulfill his wants and needs
I done took L's, that'll have me strugglin' like, Lord, help me
I don't serve weed, I serve fiends, I ain't no different, man, I love Codine
Man, I love Codine
I-I pour a four, go to sleep to help me fight my demons
Niggas be out here scheming, they plotting, they be dreaming
Run up on me with that, and I'ma get the squeezing
Lil' bro tryna rock out right now, yeah, he is a f*cking demon
Yeah, he a f*cking demon, we run up leave yah bleeding
And I hang around with bleeders, nigga, try us we
Nigga try us we squeezing
Nigga, know we ain't beefing, the nigga know we be creeping
Late night in the, nigga know we be creeping
We be screaming, pull up and up, uhh uhhhhhhhhhhh
Run up and up, uhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhh