Soldier Songtext
von Hotboy Wes

My lil′ nigga went to trial and got an eon
Life without parole, he will never get a rerun
Clutchin' on my pole like I′m squeezing a Capri Sun
The veins ice cold like my heart pumps the Freon
And lately, I've been reminiscing 'bout my soldier
I swear, I can′t even live unless I′m loaded
Medication helps me mask my emotions
Feel like I'm drowning in an endless ocean

When you see me in the booth, the Grim Reaper is loose
Keep a heater with you, when you sleep in the zoo
Ain′t have no windows in my cell, what a beautiful view
And have you ever run through 12 in a two-seater coupe?
When I was young, I always knew I wasn't normal
Teachers tried to talk to me, I just used to ignore ′em


Boy, I'm from that side where they bully you for your Jordans
Bullets go through the apartments
We choose to snooze on the carpet
Tell my PO I said fuck ′em, tell my kids I said I'm sorry
'Cause I know flippin′ burgers will never purchase a ′Rari
I ain't moppin′ no floors, I ain't washing no toilets
Before I take somebody′s order, I'll take somethin′ with this forty
Yeah, yeah, yeah

My lil' nigga went to trial and got an eon
Life without parole, he will never get a rerun
Clutchin' on my pole like I′m squeezing a Capri Sun
The veins ice cold like my heart pumps the Freon
And lately, I′ve been reminiscing 'bout my soldier
I swear I can′t even live unless I'm loaded
Medication helps me mask my emotions
Feel like I′m drowning in an endless ocean

Real niggas get it raw-raw
He wasn't even in on the drill, he got dropped off
Could′ve thrown his partners on the cross, but he did not talk
Sticking to the code, when he makes parole, he a paw-paw
I swear that prison turns the realest into a law-law
Bitch, we're from below the trenches, young, but I know statistics


Graveyard or go to prison, Section 8 with poor conditions
Really left us no decision, lock me up, hop in the system
Prison guards are telling me I'm stupid, I got no potential
Why are you acting like you held me down and you know you didn′t?
I thought you were special, you got pregnant by my co-defendant
I′ve been gettin' loaded for my soldiers in the solar system, damn

My lil′ nigga went to trial and got an eon
Life without parole, he will never get a rerun
Clutchin' on my pole like I′m squeezing a Capri Sun
The veins ice cold like my heart pumps the Freon
And lately, I've been reminiscing ′bout my soldier
I swear I can't even live unless I'm loaded
Medication helps me mask my emotions
Feel like I′m drowning in an endless ocean

(That′s AL-D, baby)