Foot Soldier

Foot Soldier - Rich Homie Quan

30 you a fool for this one

I put in work I was a foot soldier you was a lead runner

Better invest you can't hustle forever them feds comin'

Went did my partner go out bad I should have said somethin'

Play dead on 'em they tried to rob him he fled on 'em

I keep that 30 and a bible by the bed homie

Last situation got a little bloody left a little bread on 'em

No more handouts I'm done wit it can't help ya n***a

In this game called life you know every man for theyself n***a

Talk to 'em rich homie

Every man for theyself

That what my people taught me that what my people taught me

Blood suckin' ticks tryna keep the leeches off me

Get the f**k up off me n***a

Spray a lil' cologne tryna keep the ** off me that right too

Multiply and division what my teacher taught me

Celebratin' life everyday kickin' sh*t on another level

Can't do it by myself me and my team had to come together

And we may have differences but we talk 'em out

Yeah amongst the fellas

Standin' in the driveway me and Monta wit a bunch of hittas

I put in work I was a foot soldier you was a lead runner

Better invest you can't hustle forever them feds comin'

Went did my partner go out bad I should have said somethin'

Play dead on 'em they tried to rob him he fled on 'em

I keep that 30 and a Bible by the bed homie

Last situation got a little bloody left a little bread on 'em

No more handouts I'm done wit it can't help ya n***a

In this game called life you know every man for theyself n***a

I watch my Patna go broke he was up a whole mill that right too

I done been hurt so many times I ain't got no feelings too many times

When I talk to a man look him in his eye

That's how you know I'm serious

And I know I'm different I'm so ambitious I go and get it hey hey

Countin' that money I ain't need no assistance nah n***a

I'm Michael Jordan you a Scottie Pippen I'm 23 ball

And if they don't get the message then it's questions

What they still askin' say what

Lookin' at my bling countin' my rings Phil Jackson

I put in work I was a foot soldier you was a lead runner

Better invest you can't hustle forever them feds comin'

Went did my partner go out bad I should have said somethin'

Play dead on 'em they tried to rob him he fled on 'em

I keep that 30 and a Bible by the bed homie

Last situation got a little bloody left a little bread on 'em

No more handouts I'm done wit it can't help ya n***a

In this game called life you know every man for theyself n***a