All Eyes On Me
(专辑: All Eyes On Me - 2017)
Ayy, ayy Soldier Kidd Thank you lord for everything Forgive me for all my sins, help me from the
hurts of my past I
love you and I
need you Cover me with your precious and holy blood My family, my friends Give me your dreams lord Bless and protect everyone that believes and needs you To believe in you I
ain't even famous but it's Soldier Kidd You know I'm created, I'll slide this bitch You don't even know me, I'll slide your shit Haitian boy but money be my language, yeah Tell them crackers free my whoadie Ted I
was thinking 'bout some money, let's go fucking rob a
bed Every time I
see Lil Pappy, man he know I'm the
chef Hundred band mafia, he know I'm banging Triple-X He don't even speak English but I
know he comprehend I
ain't fucking with the
ho unless that bitch adequate Man my dog above the
rim, he used to call me Soula Slim And this gun so sexy that I
call that bitch Kim I
ain't never see a
nigga, something wrong with my lens You a
motherfucking goon, 'bout to meet some goblins 'Cause if I
pull up on your dudes I'ma really pop shit Baby you ain't hear of me? well I'm the
glory jit All eyes on me and I'm bringing border print, yeah Fuck the
ABC, Triple-X what I
be getting I
was skipping through your friends like a
fucking playlist I
ain't none' to play with, I
just wanna make it J
Real, that my whoadie, we be on the
same shit He say I'm the
greatest, this ain't no hit but it's gon' hit Put in work like Mexican, smoking blacks and hitting krit I
just came up out the
jack but I
ain't going to the
crib Popping perky with my niggas, I'm with Nick, he got a
trigger See they rapping what I
do but I
ain't rapping with your dude My religion need to blow up 'cause all I
spit is truth It ain't Henny, who is you? I
ain't drinking none of that boof Tank hanging out the
roof, ready to bang right on you You be staging just for views, Soldier Trump, I'm in the
room I
been married to the
game, she my wife and I'm the
groom I'm in [?] with no banger, but the
gun could let me through I
ain't never see a
nigga, something wrong with my lens You a
motherfucking goon, 'bout to meet some goblins 'Cause if I
pull up on your dudes I'ma really pop shit Baby you ain't hear of me? well I'm the
glory jit All eyes on me and I'm bringing border print, yeah Fuck the
ABC, Triple-X what I
be getting I
was skipping through your friends like a
fucking playlist I
ain't none' to play with, I
just wanna make it