Raised A Soldier

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Aye real story,
Real life, real rap (big boss)
Cutthroat

I'm on the block with a scale, (yea) got a glock with da mail (yea)
I'm in the yard, servin' hard, tryna
watch out for 12 ("there go 12 bruh get right")
Momma told me get a job, but I ain't unemployed ("ma im straight")
I got clientele, everyday I'm runnin' up to cars ("what you need")
I know karma  some where out to get me, gotta keep a rod ("man f*ck all dat")
Before they put me 6 feet, they'll put me in a pod,
I got niggas posted on 3 just like a shootin guard, I tried to catch a play, I fucked around and caught a charge ("f*ck 12")

Still got charges pendin', I'm a felon, but I tote that glizzy (I do)
Know niggas envy, that's okay, cause I'ma keep it with me (bow)
Better keep ya distance, run up on me, I'ma catch a sentence
I just can't end up like my daddy, did and get convicted ( I just can't go)
Ma just know you raised a soldier, (ma im straight)
When you was workin' I was in the trap, sittin' on the sofa ( I got that weight)
I was tryna get some overs, but not overtime
That was way back in the day, you know I'm older now, wanna make you smile
Budda told me I can't play around
Only way to stack this money is by stayin' down, it's gon' take a while
Just sit back and let that money come, (let it come) Niggas see you doin' better, think you owe em something
I was trappin' out of rentals and them stolen cars still be servin' hard, (on god) but ion be servin' through no burglar bars (I don't)
Just caught a charge, 12 riding, so I'm paranoid, (f*ck 12)
Don't give a f*ck, I gotta get it, can't let Brooklyn starve (and thats on me nigga)

I'm on the block with a scale, got a glock with da mail
I'm in the yard, servin' hard, tryna
watch out for 12 (man f*ck 12)
Momma told me get a job, but I ain't unemployed (ma im straight)
I got clientele, everyday I'm runnin' up to cars (ate what you need)
I know karma  some where out to get me, gotta keep a rod (man f*ck all dat)
Before they put me 6 feet, they'll put me in a pod,
I got niggas posted on 3 just like a shootin guard, (on gang)
I tried to catch a play, I fucked around and caught a charge

I'm on the block with the scale
Where I'm from, if you get caught, you do the time or you get shot if you tell
Niggas say they love you, but ain't help yo momma with Bail
My daddy doin' 30 years, we gotta talk through the mail (aye free my pops)
He sittin' in his cell, pray to God he don't get caught with a cell
Lately he been trippin', I hope they don't give him the chair
He been tryna talk to me, but I ain't even tryna listen, momma pray I don't be just like him and end up in there
Wanna be just like my uncle and end up with some squares
Probably some Bells, low key, duckin' from 12
I might skip the state, (yea)
I might pull up in a Wraith, (yea) big house with a lake (on god)
Like Malcolm X be by his drac, clutchin' on his K, like everything gon be okay
I keep takin' perks, but it do not help with the pain, I still feel the same
So everyday I'm pourin' pints, I be on the block, like I don't see no other way

I'm on the block with a scale, got a glock with da mail
I'm in the yard, servin' hard, tryna
watch out for 12 (there go josh black)
Momma told me get a job, but I ain't unemployed
I got clientele, everyday I'm runnin' up to cars
I know karma  some where out to get me, gotta keep a rod
Before they put me 6 feet, they'll put me in a pod,
I got niggas posted on 3 just like a shootin guard, I tried to catch a play, I fucked around and caught a charge


Ayy man f*ck 12
Free my pops

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