Testo di 'Diaries Of a Soldier' di Polo G

(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
Uh, uh, uh, uh

He's seen everything, diaries of a soldier
Beauty of the streets, from the concrete, I rose up
We was so naive, rich schemes, what they sold us
Countdown from three, I put the team on my shoulders
Now these racks up in my jeans, they won't fold up
Devastation turned me to a fiend, I'm never sober
Bodies dropped, that wintertime breeze, it get colder
Lost her youngest teen, she couldn't believе what they told her

Them switchеs finna slump him in the street
Rippin' shit, been focused on the beat
Difference is I'm only twenty-three
I'm just different, stop comparin' them to me
In the room full of lions, Lord knows that I'ma eat
I'm a cold-hearted beast
I don't do the back and forth, I never been a part of beef
All my homies off the porch, they in them trenches sparkin' heat
He gon' shoot with no remorse and that FN gon' 'cause a leak
Ballin' on and off the court, but we don't send no shots too deep
223s spittin' out the chopper drum
Blocka, blocka, your shotta slumped
I bet they know that I'm a problem, huh?
They can't believe what I blossomed from
Ain't tryna bleed, grab a Glock or somethin'
Better hide your shit when them robbers come
You get backdoored quick for a lot of funds
When you come from nothin', it be hard not to stunt
I remember daily posted on that block for months

He's seen everything, diaries of a soldier
Beauty of the streets, from the concrete, I rose up
We was so naive, rich schemes, what they sold us
Countdown from three, I put the team on my shoulders
Now these racks up in my jeans, they won't fold up
Devastation turned me to a fiend, I'm never sober
Bodies dropped, that wintertime breeze, it get colder
Lost her youngest teen, she couldn't believe what they told her