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Headie One x Fred Again.. - SOLDIERS (feat. SAMPHA) (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Headie One
Headie One
Vocals
Sampha
Sampha
Vocals
Fred Gibson
Fred Gibson
Keyboards
Boo
Boo
Programming
Sam Tsang
Sam Tsang
Drums
Elroy Powell
Elroy Powell
Background Vocals
Louise Clare Marshall
Louise Clare Marshall
Background Vocals
Marianne Haynes
Marianne Haynes
Violin
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Programming
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Composer
Fred Gibson
Fred Gibson
Composer
Sampha Sisay
Sampha Sisay
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fred again..
Fred again..
Producer
Sampha Sisay
Sampha Sisay
Vocal Recording Engineer
Boo
Boo
Producer
congee
congee
Additional Producer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Additional Producer
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, Heads
Like a week to go now, my G
Love
[Verse 1]
Faith has feathers and with all my air is flowin'
It take to share my hands with you and let you help me
[Verse 2]
(We march on)
Yeah, I been through so much fuckery but, still yet, we march on
In my cell, countin' down days 'til March done
Disloyalty is somethin' I stay far from
Feds lookin' for someone that they can throw a charge on
All the times I go to face to face with a sergeant
The hustle ain't stoppin' even when we're far gone
I ain't tryna find someone to blame my past on
Still got machines, not the type to put your card on
Yeah, I been through so much fuckery but, still yet, we march on
In my cell, countin' down days 'til March done
Disloyalty is somethin' I stay far from
Feds lookin' for someone that they can throw a charge on
All the times I go to face to face with a sergeant
The hustle ain't stoppin' even when we're far gone
I ain't tryna find someone to blame my past on
Yeah, I been through so much fuckery but, still yet, we march on
[Chorus]
(We march on)
Faith has feathers and with all my air is flowin' (We march on)
It take to share my hands with you and let you help me
And let you help me-
[Verse 3]
Put my game face on
Tryna keep control like a PlayStation
Do road and my Chanel lace done
New day, but it's still the same stuff
Last night that estate was taped up
Yeah, I told you straight up
You don't wanna hear keys everyday you wake up
It's the half of that key and now you got to pay plugs
Reminiscin' 'bout a Rolls with your flannel Radoxed
Now you start to wish you packed it and got a day job
[Verse 4]
All the times I go face to face with a sergeant
The hustlin' ain't stoppin', even when we're far gone
I ain't tryna find someone to blame my past on
Yeah, I been through so much fuckery, but still, yet we march on
[Verse 5]
My soldiers, the bravest
My closest, so courageous (We march on)
My soldiers (Soldiers), the bravest
My closest, so courageous (We march on)
My soldiers (Soldiers), the bravest (Bravest)
My closest (My family), so courageous (We march on)
My soldiers (My family), the bravest (My family)
My closest (My family), so courageous (We march on)
[Chorus]
Faith has feathers and with all my air is flowin'
It take to share my hands with you and let you help me
And let you help me
[Outro]
The soldiers, the bravest
My friends was courageous
(We march on)
Written by: Fred, Fred Gibson, Irving Adjei, Sampha Sisay
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