Soldier lyrics

Shed Theory

[Verse 1: Dream Caster]
Free Kudz I want my cousin
Going getting money sh*t
I just threw a bag out
I [?] my own
And you could write a theory, I could tell you why it’s not it
Swear this lil b*tch she toxic
Stick it out is my option
I pop out with my stick
He shootin on some boss sh*t
I be on my Top Gun Tom Cruise sh*t
And he be on that Will Smith rap type sh*t

[Verse 2: Henry Mosto]
Feel like Chris Brown, hit the mic in a song
If you hold me down then I will never tell you stop
And if you still in town then I will never leave the spot

[Verse 3: Marlon DuBois]
About to meet the lurch, you already met the nod
How can I let go and still have control
Everything I do is theoretical (Nah, nah)
The shed's underwater it grew tentacles
I can feel it in my body, I’m about to go far
Identical theories, I can not tell them apart
I’m with my homies sipping pints not pop
At the store walked into Woody's car
[Verse 4: Aceii]
I gotta find all the theories, I get bored
Teach me how to live a little lie
Wake up, I been shedding through the night
Pick it up and I put it into writing
Took the Tuss and I put it in the [?]
Everything is good when I’m awake
Had a dream I’d been staring at the walls for days
Had a dream I’d been staring at the hall like no way
Shed Theory
Find find

[Hook: Marlon DuBois]
Three cups and you can’t touch one of them
So many theories and I swear you know none of them
Shed Theory soldier you’re not one of them
I’m in the back smoking on some sh*t you never seen
Theories in the grass growing it looks just like a tree

[Verse 5: Capoxxo]
When I pop out
They all laugh at me
Everyday I’m dressing up
It feel like fashion week
Yeah we were turning up
And you looked at me
I said babe you aren’t
What we’re supposed to be
And you’re scaring me
What the f*ck is happening
Nothing’s even happening
Nothing’s even happening
My theories never lie to me
Taking Percs like vitamins
I always think about it but
I just get like high as sh*t
[Verse 6: Ricky Chix]
Don’t know why she count on me
But she always lie to me
We were turning up
Dragon never lie to me
I be where the zombies be
They stay inside of me
Find
I be kissing plastic cups

[Hook: Marlon DuBois]
Three cups and you can’t touch one of them
So many theories and I swear you know none of them
Shed Theory soldier you’re not one of them
I’m in the back smoking on some sh*t you never seen
Theories in the grass growing it looks just like a tree