Alaan - Soldiers Story (feat. Byrd)

Faith of a mustard seed
So he been moving mountains
Backends like taxes
He been working with his accountant
Trying to make his whole community
Understand that unity
Be way more than him and me
He can make a money fountain
Taking all these types of chances
Missing out on love romances
He said he was robbing
So he didn't go to school dances yeah
He said he went the harder way
Was scraping Pennie's harder way
Yeah
No he ain't no Christian
But he a man
In and out of jail ever since thirteen
Now he in the state pen
Mama tried to tell him bout hisself
Before he dove in that water
Sixteen selling quarters
Yeah
Birds of a feather flock together
For the fame and wealth
He came up from nothing
He can show it but it show itself
Everytime he walk up in that room
The ladies stop and stare
Too many to choose
He hope they share
Yeah
At the age of ten he was a athlete
At seventeen was flipping onions
At them track meets
Couldn't run from twelve
Cuz he had bad knees
Bumps in that road that he went on
Cuz he had bad acne
Yeah
Use to throw them fours
Throw them up with both hands
Until that judge had made him budge
Now he got prayer hands
No he ain't no Christian
But he a man
In and out of jail ever since thirteen
Now he in the state pen
Yeah
Faith of a mustard seed
So he been moving mountains
Backends like taxes
He been working with his accountant
Trying to make his whole community
Understand that unity
Be way more than him and me
He can make a money fountain
Taking all these types of chances
Missing out on love romances
He said he was robbing
So he didn't go to school dances yeah
He said he went the harder way
Was scraping Pennie's harder way
Yeah
How I'm gone tell my youngins chill
I seen them do right and get turned away
Said they don't know who we are
You play with us then you gon learn today
Trying show my dogs a different way
Trying get up out the jungle
Had to fight for what I got
So I ain't never lost a rumble
Was infatuated with hood fame
Til I saw the biggest crumble
He chose the streets
Could've went D1 in that field
But he fumbled
Taking chance after chance
Hoping that we can see brighter days
Lost some people on the journey
Still fucked up that we had parted ways
Keep going but I'm not okay
Ain't have a penny went the harder way
I made room ain't have a part to play
April bring showers we lost you in May
Done seen so much I ain't got much to say
Say the wrong name in them disses
Make that call you won't be hard to lay
Faith of a mustard seed
So he been moving mountains
Backends like taxes
He been working with his accountant
Trying to make his whole community
Understand that unity
Be way more than him and me
He can make a money fountain
Taking all these types of chances
Missing out on love romances
He said he was robbing
So he didn't go to school dances yeah
He said he went the harder way
Was scraping Pennie's harder way
Yeah

Written by:
Jonathan Bell, NTB Byrd

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