Dishonored Valor The Professionals

[Intro: Oh No]
Big salute to the men and women who put their life on the line everyday fightin' for our country
These stories ain't about them
This is about the soldiers that left
AWOL niggas, dealers and killers
Smokers and loners
Niggas that seen too much and became opposers
Let's get into this

[Verse 1: Oh No]
Look, I know a cat that joined the military at an early age
I've seen him once and a while when he'd come around the way
I would see that picture where he posin' camouflage and paint
Shit, I knew him hella young, I heard he had them straight A's
But he didn't respect his momma much
So Oakland is where they sent him up
And he always stayed out of touch
He only called home when he need a buck
Got locked up, caught selling drugs
Life changed a nigga, went from sharp to a fuckin' thug
Fresh off the grid, back in the hustle mode
No time to muffle though, that ain't the hustler's code
And it's hard to trust him with dough
My other homie said he stole a studio right up out of his home
Military trained with a military brain
Hard to process, switchin' and changin' lanes