Soldier Story Lyrics

Watch me tiptoe through the fire

Tired of living life, walking on eggshells

Never felt quite right, shit never ends well

I write this message from deep, just like a pen pal

This is my soldier story, no need for Denzel

Snow crashing hard up on the windshield

In the back, I'm freezing cold, but I never did tell

Cause they never listen to the shit that comes from within

In my mind, I face defeat, but outside, I'm still winning

I don't think you get it, but for now, let's just forget it

Remember that one night I'm getting tossed up in the kitchen

Uncle grabbed my shirt and raised me high up to the ceiling

All because my work and in the moment of my grieving

Throwing hands, I'm getting murked, funny way of reaching in

Lost my mama, I lost my boy in the change of seasons

R.I.P. to Great Gran R.I.P. to Deyan

I'm always getting grounded, got me sinking like it's quicksand

My heart is getting pounded, shit done turned me to the Tin Man

Always with my dawgs, like Toto, call dispatch

No place like home, boy, I know, in this wasteland

Outside really looking nice, inside really caved in

Mama tell me, boy, you're really living like a caveman

I'm trying to stay solid on the road to where they pave men (pavement)

Shit so underground, she'll never know just what I seen meant (cement)

I'm really flunking out, I had to move from St. Laurent

West side's where I'm going, new school I enrolled in

My sister's a star student, so I know just what it's costing

My episode of Riverdale, they say I sure will blossom (Cheryl Blossom)

But Kemi calls me Jimmy, cause I started from the bottom

This shit is getting sticky, but I'm weighing out my options

I had to make a bet, I'm placing up an auction

All they do is judge me, I just needed a pardon

They hate the way I'm acting, it's some shit they played a part in

Had to take a step back, like my name is Harden

They know I'll dead that, ain't no need for talking

It's funny how my silence got them drawn in

But mama, wipe your eyes, your son up, ain't no time for mourning

I never said it's simple, but I'll finish what I started

I grew up and I got some pimples, I knew I was popping

Ain't nobody topping, now they wonder what the fuck it cost me

It cost me a lot, and I will never stop again

Feels like a death note every time I fucking joy this pen

Nah I ain't gotta tip toe, I'ma always keep it 10

You know how that shit goes, these niggas gon' meet their end