Fallen Soldiers Lyrics – G Herbo

Read the complete Fallen Soldiers Lyrics by G Herbo along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy G Herbo’s music, you can also explore Colossal and Thank Me, two other songs by G Herbo.

[Intro]
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Uh

[Chorus]
Since Juice WRLD died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left, uh
Since Pop Smoke died, n!gga, we ain’t got nothing left
Since King Von died, n!gga, we ain’t got nothing left
Heart torn, cold sweats, tears fall, can’t suppress ’em
Glock on me for protection, homies, just a couple left
Fallen soldiers
[Verse 1]
Vito, Kobe, Cap and Rak
Died on my block, so the war’ll never stop
I was still a teen, but I already seen a lot
Told me I’d be stuck in my hood ’til I rot
Knew I’d reach my dreams, cops told me I would not
Spit my first rap and Rell told me I should drop
Dead broke, no way I’m making bail if I got caught
But I ain’t give a fu*k, I still let my window down and shot
I was going through a lot, we out here spinning for my partners
Loyal to my hood, but I kept hurting my mama
Had to go on missions, but I really wanted commas
And it didn’t mean s*it after we did it, if I’m honest
Blood made us vicious, I was swimming with piranhas
Murder after murder, now this b!tch feel like a sauna
Opps played Osama ’til we caught ’em like Obama
Couldn’t show emotion, now I’m holding on to trauma, fu*k
Made it out the trenches, now I live in Cali tucked
Bulletproofed the truck, so I don’t even gotta duck
Lost my brother, felt like I was running out of luck
Paid for over twenty funerals, still ain’t run out of bucks
Got my life, plus I’m millis up, that’s a plus
Gripping tight, will I up and bust? That’s a must
On site, if he got the flux, that was us
Pass Wop one off my waist to keep us safe ’cause I trust him

[Chorus]
Since Baby D died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Since Big Wet died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Since lil’ Greg died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Heart torn, cold sweats, tears fall, can’t suppress ’em
Glock on me for protection, homies, just a couple left
Fallen soldiers

[Verse 2]
I was really in this s*it, standing clip in the stick
I can’t be a hypocrite, I was first n!gga in a whip
Swear to God, we ain’t going to sleep ’til it’s a homicide
We’ll do this s*it every day like it’s Ramadan
Put it on my mama, I ain’t never play out of bounds
If you cross the line, we’ll make this b!tch the Columbine
Lil’ Herb been signing on the dotted line
You would never catch me unless you chasing dollar signs
I’da spent a hundred thousand a lot of times
All the Louis for my kids, but the Prada mine
Told them that I come from dark days, I ain’t lying
Million dollars worth of J’cause we gotta shine
Finger staying on the trigger ’cause I miss my n!gga
Keep an extra thirty shots ’cause I should’ve been with him
Checking in my suite, I understand incidentals
Need collateral just in case ’cause I could’ve did him, uh
Going on a hit, you better not have no fu*king fear
If it go left, you better not cry no fu*king tear
Cops get behind us, you better not look in the rear, we gone
Killers ain’t complaining ’bout the trench, we strong
Soon as Lil’ Herb go legit, we on
Finally got rich, but it took mad long
Where I’m from, everybody sing sad songs, for real

[Chorus]
Since Cmo died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Since Mad Max died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Since Big Squad died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Heart torn, cold sweats, tears fall, can’t suppress them
Glock on me for protection, homies, just a couple left
Fallen soldiers
Since Chico died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Since Baking Soda died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Since white folks died, n!gga, I ain’t got nothing left
Heart torn, cold sweats, tears fall, can’t suppress them
Glock on me for protection, homies, just a couple left
Fallen soldiers