Soldiers Video (MV)

Im a young thug from Dallas
They wanna know me, but i only let them see my passion
I'm paper stacking
New foreign whip and i crashed it
New check, i had to go to the bank and I cashed it

Some people out here they starving, it's like they fasting
I'm tryna put my life together people, people keep attacking
But that's okay, i got the game they catch you lacking
If you still think you tuff, they got the AR's and the mac 10's

I wanna get, super rich and hop up in a new Benz
But Shifu ain't supporting, he ain't got no real friends
He could see through his limbs, he got tunnel vision
The only people that care is Shifu's kin

Father tell me that you lying
Brothers and Fathers keep dying
Mommas always staying up and crying
R.I.P to the hood soldiers, i know that they flying
New bonds to be made, we need to get binding

R.I.P to all my brothers from the past
I know that they found peace, eternal peace at last
I don't wanna see y'all in the grave no more, y'all is my brothers
We need to create big and better bonds with each other

I know y'all care about me, more than i care about myself
Y'all always telling me, that wealth ain't good for my health
But i need the money so i could put you at the top

Im bring my homies, and we ain't gonna drop
Like a, oz body
We ain't gonna drop
We pulling out the glock
We pulling out some mops too
I might have to go and cop me a new boo
I'm gonna drip her in designer and some new shoes

But we ain't cripping, bitch we ain't no blues clues
All my niggas out here, they is yelling suwoo
I need a new boo, i might call a foo foo
I might go coo coo, i think mumble rap doo doo