[napolean - verse 1]

Yoit's gettin colder with timethug rollers with rhymes

Gotta look out for the spinelessmarchin with mines

Outlawz on the grindin the back of my mind

Gotta watch out for the one-time all the time

Lot of fights on the blockso I walk with my glock

First head get hotgettin shot on the spot

It's a sticky sitch-e-ationtryin to duck to hatin

Fuckin with my familyI get worse than satan

Turnin niggaz outat a young age

It's what my life story's aboutI ain't afraid

Turnin in the watergaspin' for air

But I'm in the air at the same timesearchin for land

It's the life of a manwithout no parents to call

Had to learn right and wrong when it's onfuck all y'all

Walkin through the cemetery talkin to the dead

Conversation we gonna keep between usheard what he said

Think about the niggaz that can't make it to see tomorrow

Left his family all alone cause he got hit by the lead

Drama on the streets is what the outlawz fed

And if your ass get out of lineyou got a price on your head



[chorus - young noble]

I was born all alonei'mma die all alone (yeah)

So I ride all alonefrom a soldier to a general

I taught myselfwent to court myself (uh-huh)

Made a choicefrom a soldier to a general

A boy to a manain't nobody give a damn (fuck that!)

Live the streets without nobodyfrom a soldier to a general

We was raised around criminalsand played around criminals

The game of a criminalfrom a soldier to a general



[kastro - verse 2]

I walk around with the weight of the world

Faith in my shotty since I made it my girl (love you)

Oh! somebody save me pleaseI've been

Brought up amongst these scram blest thieves and

All they can show me is I fight with my muscle and (uh-huh)

I'd do anything for these stripes in the struggle and

Happiness is hennesseymixesand bitches and I'm all about my riches

From a small time grinder to a timer am i

Scandalous mind is a constant reminder of the

Evil these men dostruggle contend you

Lordwhat you got your boy all into

I must be mentalI must by psycho

Crazy deranged and my brains with a rifle

That's the price we pay to have life today

Will I have it any other way? no way (oh)



[e.d.i. mean - verse 3]

Seems like my addiction to the streets been a life long one

I chose to wrong damn crease

See momma work her fingers to the bone to make me a happy home

But I chose the wrongsteppin out on my own

Intrigued by them big-league niggaz with the blow

See my first dead man as a kid in eighty-four

Seen crack come and turn bums to millionaires

Turn and die a bitch outohand now she don't care

Something bought the ghetto in the summermake niggaz tougher

Niggaz die to be freshso we all turn to hustlas

Some stuck with itsome really couldn't fuck with it

Some trust the wrongand now they gone

Them flowers for the deadall the powers in my head

I give a fuck what them cowards saidI'm all about my bread

Struggle love tohuhhustle ball to

From a soldier to a generalnigga you better let em through



Chorus



[young noble - verse 4]

I grew uplike every other kid in the ghetto

Up the hill on my mountain bikestruggle to peddle

I was a freshman with no medals

But I earned my stripes

Wrong turns made me burn my life

Got a comment 'fore you walk soldierfollow the rules

Be a leader when I see youdon't follow the crew

There's only one way to live and one way to die

One way to fail and one way to try

My eyes bloodshot from the drugs on the block

And my thugs on the block got slugs for the cops

My moms loves my pops but she hurtin herself

Laid offso she brokenot workin herself

On my own at fifteenlearnin the ropes quick

Had to eat so I hustledturnin my coat quick

I ain't no shitonly how to be a criminal

But plan to expand from a soldier to a general