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Chorus: magicBitch I'm a soldier (until the day that I die)A no limit soldier (yes I am, yes I am)I thought that I told ya (and nothing or no one could ever change that)Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til I die.[magic]I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck? Mr. magic is my name y'all better give me respectYou might remember me from seein' me postin' up on the blockWith a .45 glockAnd a mouth full of rocksHustlin' like I didn't even careWakin' up my neighbors poppin' pistols in the airTryin' make a million pullin' all night flights I'm praying cuz i'mKnowin that my life ain't rightForgive cuz I'm wrong but I'm begging or forgivenessAnd now I'm hustlin' in a whole other businessTryin' to do right for the people that I hurtIn the process of growin upI've change my ways I guess thats why I'm blowin upI'm comin' back for all my peepsJust try to stay alive and keep your ass off the streetsFor the ones that gotta hustle just to eatLord, I say a prayer for you before I fall asleepChorus[magic]How man heardSky's the limit? Shit I ain't finished this is only the beginningI'm with no limitJust think I'm in my primeIf I'm not the best just give me some time and I'll change your mindNiggas like me hard to findGenuine I'm the only of my kind young black and full of prideWith a mind to teach the whole worldIf you just listen to my wordsY'all can feel my painA lot of years wasted, buku friends died a lot of wet facesThe other half caught a bunch of fuckin' casesSo still a lot of tender spacesWish I could erase the hateWho said money makes you happy? It can never bring back my daddySo fuck the navi and caddieI'm hopin' y'all could hear meCuz I'm speakin' this from the heartMe and my fans never torn apartChorus[magic]And to the haters that be hatin' on my clickFind a spot in line or suck a nigga's dickI'm gettin a lot of call nowBunch of fake bustas I couldn't ever trust ya,Fuckin blood suckersWant me for the gift that you never thought I hadI saw your other side, but fuck it I'm madYou say a lot of shit but you never ponit the fingerI'm guessin' that mr. magic gon' rememberSurprisin' a lot of so called superstarsPassive comments but really don't want go to warNot with me my reputation stands for itselfJust pull the disc out can't keep it on the shelf go and get it likeIt's the last one leftI work the piss out the people who press 'emI thank the lord for such a wonderful blessin'Every word that I speak is a lessonHard to believe that this nigga is from the projectsChorus