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Soldier
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Soldier was released on June 8, 2016 by Independent Artist as a part of the album Tinted Windows & Testimonies
June 8, 2016
LabelIndependent Artist
LanguageEnglish
BPM166
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Salute (Hoodrich, ****)
Camouflage down, ****
GG shit, ****
Come on, man
(DJ Break right)
Free all the soldiers (Swamp Izzo)
What up, soldier?
What it do like?
(DJ motherfuckin' Wiz, ****)
What up?
What up, soldier? Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I just be blowin' on this loud out here in this world and ballin'
I seen your baby mama the other day, gave her a couple dollars
Wrote down my number and told her to tell you to call me
What up, soldier? Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I just be blowin' on this loud out here in this world and ballin'
I seen your baby mama the other day, gave her a couple dollars
Wrote down my number and told her to tell you to call me
What up, soldier? Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I think about you and drink the whole bottle
Smoke the whole ounce, eat the whole script of pills
I'm prayin' for you daily, hope you win your appeal
Every time you ask me for somethin' and I can't send you the paper
That shit hurt me bad, make me wanna hit a caper
I understand faith though, I hope you got patience
I hope you talk to God, 'cause he the only one can save you
But you an ill ****, you been a real ****
Been raised like that, been like that since tricycles
Remember when you dropped your first gold, I was there with you
Remember when you fucked your first hoes, I was there with you
But fuck that petty shit, keep your mind on the bigger picture
You don't know how many nights I was almost in there with you
I pray to God, I swear to God he be right there with you
Can't wait 'til you come home so a **** can burn with you
What up, soldier? Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I just be blowin' on this loud out here in this world and ballin'
I seen your baby mama the other day, gave her a couple dollars
Wrote down my number and told her to tell you to call me
What up, soldier? Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I just be blowin' on this loud out here in this world and ballin'
I seen your baby mama the other day, gave her a couple dollars
Wrote down my number and told her to tell you to call me
What up, soldier? I'm writin' you this letter comin' off a hangover
This world gettin' colder, that's why I hardly be sober
I'm ridin' with this .40 in my lap, this bitch loaded
I'm runnin' out of patience, my ****, I can't control it
These fuck **** be trippin', they ain't cut from the same cloth
And they ain't nothin' like you, so I'm cuttin' these **** off
What made you choose the army? Leave a **** out here lost
That shit probably sound selfish, real talk, but I miss you, dog
It's wartime over here just like it's wartime over there
Got choppers in the hood, but we ain't fightin' for Medicare
I pull this bitch out and shoot it for you in the air
Every other night, Lord, bring back the soldiers
This world gettin' colder, that's why I hardly be sober
Be careful with the gang, watch your back and keep it loaded
I'm runnin' out of patience, my ****, I exploded
Every other night, Lord, bring back the soldiers
Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I just be blowin' on this loud out here in this world and ballin'
I seen your baby mama the other day, gave her a couple dollars
Wrote down my number and told her to tell you to call me
What up, soldier? Man, I can't motherfuckin' call it
I just be blowin' on this loud out here in this world and ballin'
I seen your baby mama the other day, gave her a couple dollars
Wrote down my number and told her to tell you to call me
What up, soldier?
Salute them real **** when you see 'em
Free all the soldiers
Rest in peace to all the soldiers, you heard?
Mook Boy, FGMG, ****
Testimonies and tinted windows
Tinted windows and testimonies
Written by: Howie Dorough, Mika Guillory, Morgan Taylor Reid, Nick Carter
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