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Soldier

 

Soldier


I just ran into this young nigga, he was telling me how
He ran his sack up, he beat the streets
I salute him

Say he grew up on that Gotti and that Boosie and that Jeezy
Self-made millionaire, a dollar didn't come easy
Serving J's, running plays
Re-ing up through UPS
He at war with a choppa, he don't got a vest
He a soldier (He a soldier)
And he remind me of me, I thought I motherfucking told ya
No limit soldier
'Cause ain't no limit to the streets
The shit that I defeated, nigga
I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier)

I thought I motherfucking told ya (Told ya)
Jump Cutlass to a 600 Benz
And bought my baby mama a Rover (Rover)
I'm a soldier

Fucked the money up so many times, I accept that (Facts)
But being a real nigga, I can say I never failed that (Facts)
Strapped with a KelTec
On God, I may be going where Hell at
All the work I put in, streets felt that
Melt that, a button
All of a sudden you act tough
Knowing you ain't come up like us, nigga
38127 Shady Vista Drive, one way in one way out
Pray you make it out alive, gangsta shit getting televised
They call it Gangland on A&E (A&E)
Before it's CMG we called it I.N.E.
Me and Gripp and C Baby and Big G (My niggas)
A couple quarter keys and a hunnid P's

Say he grew up on that Gotti and that Boosie and that Jeezy
Self-made millionaire, a dollar didn't come easy
Serving J's, running plays
Re-ing up through UPS (Pack touched down, nigga)
He at war with a choppa, he don't got a vest
He a soldier (He a shooter)
And he remind me of me, I thought I motherfucking told ya
No limit soldier
'Cause ain't no limit to the streets
The shit that I defeated, nigga
I'm a soldier

Half the reason my mind right, whole reason my cars white
Thank 'em, saved some of y'all life
I was out in it all night, for real
When you come from where we come from, don't no money help you heal
That's why I listen to him 'cause I know he know how it feel
To be up a couple mill and still fight the urge to kill
No insurance or no will, cars and jewelries to my kids
Just in case I ain't get to live
Make sure they knew what it is
A gangster, over-excelled
I been to college and jail
Did no co-op'n with 12, paid all of they mama's bills
And though she put me through hell, that's a real man
Way back when I sold Trainwreck and Headband
I was bumping Gotti "Purple Flowers" for the mailman

Say he grew up on that Gotti and that Boosie and that Jeezy
Self-made millionaire, a dollar didn't come easy
Serving J's, running plays
Re-ing up through UPS
He at war with a choppa, he don't got a vest
He a soldier (He a soldier)
And he remind me of me, I thought I motherfucking told ya
No limit soldier
'Cause ain't no limit to the streets
The shit that I defeated, nigga
I'm a soldier

On top of that, nigga, I'm gangsta too
'Member posting at DAG, me and Lil Mista Poo
Went to war with the best and killed some of them bitches too
Not just a rapper, I'm talented with that pistol too
I get surgical with that fully, don't try me, I'm quick to pull it
Got hollows for all the bullets, where you at? Don't 'member looking
Ay, we bully all the bullies
Binary trigger, it shoot when you let go and you pull it
I'm TTK, I'm trained to kill, I'm CG to the fullest
I grew up off that Gotti Zedzilla, I'm so hoodie
I'm so fucking hoodie, in my hood, I'm a king
I told my nigga Weed K, we killing everything

Say he grew up on that Gotti and that Boosie and that Jeezy (Jeezy)
Self-made millionaire, a dollar didn't come easy (Them M's)
Serving J's, running plays
Re-ing up through UPS
He at war with a choppa, he don't got a vest
He a soldier (He a soldier)
And he remind me of me, I thought I motherfucking told ya
No limit soldier
'Cause ain't no limit to the streets
The shit that I defeated, nigga
I'm a soldier

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