Ricky Hil, Bonic - Soldier lyrics

The air is cold i'm off my balance
And i lose her i lose my talent
And i pray to you where are you going?
I say to you, to live for our moment
I can hear your voice on the radio
Telling me that it's alright
I don't wanna go tonight
If you say that you don't know

Then i know fosho better do what feel right
Better do what feel right
Who are we to be this way?
If you leave me right here
It's where i'll stay
What're you doing? how are you moving?
How are you feeling after that last beer?
Black paint, sitting low hoes ain't, shit
Hoes ain't, shit soldier soldier soldier
Soldier

She won't die, before i let her
The air is dry she's feeling much better
I pray to you help her love me more
And i say to you
Tell her that i miss her much more
You can hear my voice on the telephone
I don't wanna be alone
If you know what you want
You can let me know cause, I'm already gone
We don't gotta hear it something bout it
If you let her change you have the means
To live without it forget about it

What're you doing? how are you moving?
How are you feeling after that last beer?
Black paint, sitting low hoes ain't, shit
Hoes ain't, shit soldier soldier soldier
Soldier oh

Oh i feel the come up out of that slump
Take this laid back hit the blunt
Don't fuck bitch you know
That's what you want
You can care less about me
Least that's what i see
It could be the lean, be the drink
Be the weed, be the pills
Be the molly, be the motherfucking E, ah
Waking up in cold sweats
But i refuse to sweat a bitch doe, hoe
Not even on that shit tho l I to the M O
Bitch you know we here now, oh
Wanna wait til were now, no
Gonna let you here now, hoe

Wanna see the side that she don't show, oh oh
Sometimes this shit a blur
Sometimes these bitches fold
Sometimes these bitches fur, ion know
All i know, two pills and a bitch'll purr
And magic
Yeah i like the say she do that grr
Like drugs they reoccur, reoccur me and her
Been through more shit, more drama
More beef than lean per-kins
You know all i do is win all you took is one
We gon all out pop this tin

What're you doing? how are you moving?
How are you feeling after that last beer?
Black paint, sitting low hoes ain't, shit
Hoes ain't, shit soldier soldier soldier
Soldier oh