Foot Soldier (OTR Freestyle) versuri

Foot Soldier (OTR Freestyle) lyrics by Finesse2Tymes

Intro
Finesse
M Town
Ayy
AyyVerse
They done had enough of the cappin’, they done had enough of the rappin’
The difference between me and them is I’ma plead the fifth when it happen
What you know ‘bout investigation? What you know ‘bout facilitation?
Talkin’ ‘bout what you won’t do but you ain’t never been in this situation
They’ll do anything for some fame and scream and scream as soon as they get in there
Nigga talkin’ ‘bout first fourty-eight, don’t even know how it feel to sit in there
I’m a visionarie, I can see from a mile away, but niggas’ll lie in your face
You rеally ain’t street, you really ain’t hood, you just from around the way
I was born in it (I was born in it)
Granny was a ho, pops was a pimp, nigga, I was born pimpin’ (Nigga, I was born pimpin’)
Since 2007, nigga, I been thuggin’ sincе cell phone minutes (Since cell phone minutes)
Hat to the left, Glock on my right, weight on my shoulders, huh (Weight on my shoulders)
Got me reminiscin’ back when I was just a foot solider
Anything ‘bout me authentic, I won’t lie to you and they on bar
Used to sell crack, used to pimp hoes, used to sleep out the same car
Who thought I’d make it this far? All praise due to Allah
I’m the same young nigga from Walter Simmons, nigga, get well in the mall
I had thirty dollars to my name, bought a half an ounce, posted on the track with it
Came back with it, bought a whole ounce, started sellin’ grams out the ho house
Sleepin’ with roaches, had to get off my ass and give me some motion
Then tragedy struck, they hit my lil’ nigga, my heart was broke
I was still posted
Scrapin’ up chain, prayin’ for a change, nigga, I was still hopin’
Somethin’ had to give, shit give me chills, still can’t believe this
Everybody askin’ me for a handout like it was easy (Like it was easy)
Where the fuck were you when I was grievin’, huh? (Where the fuck were you when I was grievin’?)