Yungdrizzz - POETIC SOLDIER Lyrics

I ain't no chopper,
I'm a whole own kind, hear me out
I'm a youngin' who look up to you and salute You like a soldier on gang, you know
445, a own label right now,
But we reach out
Cause you gave me the blueprint
Believe that, I ain't believe you, you can talk The gangsta shit against me

Poetic soldier, I'm with some hoes up there, Not a valley
Realer than all you niggas and that's a fact
I never cheated, never paid a bill for bitches And I never had a feeling
Crease my brother's sneakers, bitch, we youngins, we bumpin' YB

Right now, I ain't got no smoke, no iron, I learn From the streets
I get better cause I learn from the greatest, But I can't say who it is
I can't see they all alone, we know the Situation get heated
All of them were hated, they told me drizzz, You learn how to sleep

Wrote a hit and I just know that it's inspired By some good
Was it wrong or was it strong?
I don't like the interference
God bless, I hear no shots around, stop fightin' PTSD

I ain't believe you, you can talk The gangsta Shit against me

Poetic soldier, I'm with some hoes up there, Not a valley
Realer than all you niggas and that's a fact
I never cheated, never paid a bill for bitches And I never had a feeling

I ain't believe you, you can talk The gangsta Shit against me

Poetic soldier, I'm with some hoes up there, Not a valley
Realer than all you niggas and that's a fact
I never cheated, never paid a bill for bitches And I never had a feeling

Demons standin' round my bed, they see me Sleepin' easy

I know the devil's tryna trick me to die Overseas
I can't reminisce all my dreams cause
I got serious dreams
It ain't no dreams no more because
I made them turn into a vision
Then I wrote a hit,
I nearly cried because it's real

Was a hustler while I'm broke,
They ask me, why you always rushing
Because I got panaphobia, I can't stay broke
So I'm dealin' and robbin' the plugs and trickin' them thots
I did too many sinning
So I just cleaned up myself and then
I started with singin

I was still a baby drizzz, not even five years old
I had a syndrome imitating rappers so I shaped My own persona
I was round like Michael Jackson, dream the Dream I dream it on, I ain't his son
But I still stack it like I'm in his league

And I was running round with choppers, Running from the coppers
Yeah, we plenty geeked, uh
Stop the violence, it's the only thing
I still believe
Stop the violence, it's the only thing
I still believe

Stop the violence, it's the only thing
I still believe
I ain't believe you, you can talk the gangsta Shit against me
Poetic soldier,
I'm with some hoes up there, not a valley
Realer than all your niggas, and that's a fact

Now I got goosebumps and I ain't trippin
I was flexin', yeah, I never had a feelin