that’s a soldier lyrics – sheek louch

“that’s a soldier”

just a kid on his own just tryna get by
cause his parents not home, cause they out getting high
so he goes to the store tryna steal something fly
but he gets bored, now he’s on the juvenile ride
and he’s placed in a home, and he talks on the phone
in a whole ‘nother world cause he thinks that he’s grown
so he comes off the waste and shanks up a face
but little does he know that’s a whole ‘nother case
that’s a soldier, been in every kind of jail
even taught himself to read, n*gg* sharp as a nail
he don’t smile that much, he don’t like to be touched
i mean, a n*gg* hard, see him out in the yard
doing fifty a clip, something crazy on the waste
they heater real reason they glued all the plates
n*gg* got no fear, every n*gg* on the tier
from the warden to the guard show him love i swear
he done put in his work, he been working the floor
in the library every day learning the law
so he goes to the board and they let him come home
but gave him parole even though that he’s grown

stay with the hammer, the twenty-two long (that’s a soldier)
going to war even though that he’s wrong (that’s a soldier)
don’t give a f*ck what side you on (that’s a soldier)
you ain’t his fam ‘less you there when he’s born (that’s a soldier)
and he don’t care what time it is (that’s a soldier)
he getting up quick to handle his biz (that’s a soldier)
millionaire n*gg* that’s moving that raw (that’s a soldier)
and you ain’t even know he lived next door (that’s a soldier)

now the streets ain’t the same, it’s a whole ‘nother game
it’s a lotta new names and a lotta new chains
lil’ n*gg*s on the block with pela-pelas
diamonds in their mouth, sitting on chrome, talking on cellies
big funny-shaped benzos, big lorenzos
homie getting tired of just rocking his timbos
b*tches running around with fat *sses
only giving p*ssy to these n*gg*s with nice-*ss gl*sses
d*mn should change, how this p*ssy n*gg* get him a range?
these lil’ n*gg*s now working with change
he like ‘f*ck that, something gotta give where i live’
these n*gg*s gon’ break bread or n*gg*s is dead
that’s a soldier


aiyyo, now he already violated cause his urine is dirty
and he already got a hammer, he just watching a birdy
these lil’ n*gg*s don’t know the homie seven-thirty
and they don’t really don’t care, they shoot just as fast
n*gg*s coming round the block, they better not be *ss
duke a soldier, he tried to tell homie who he was
what he does, laughing, lighting a blunt
these lil’ n*gg*s like ‘yeah? now what you want?’
showed his gun handle, point the o.g. to candles
tell ’em that could be him, now beat your timbs
homie clapped at ’em, point the mac at ’em
it’s getting crazy now, but f*ck it, it’s a soldier in town


/ sheek louch lyrics