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The Field

 

The Field

(album: Washington DZ - 2017)


I try to be humble
They take advantage 'cause I'm cool
I been thuggin since yougin I had the pistol at the school
Had to eat free lunch, couldn't afford to buy no food
Nigga I really struggled so who is me to judge you?
Just a West side nigga tryna make it out the slums
So much money out here I'd be damned if ion get none
Hit a nigga block with that drum
Thought I won't come nigga you dumb
Ready or not here I come, I got fuck niggas laying out front
Gary told me chill nigga, you getting the deal nigga
No negotiation, sign that paper that's a mil nigga
Really in that field nigga, this hustle shit take skills nigga
Nigga bring me lobster tails and the Julio on chill

That Field I'm really in that field for real
Where I'm from they lose theirs lives, niggas get killed for real
The field, I'm really in that field for real
My mind on the mil nigga for real, for real
Yeah, we in the field for real
Where I'm from they lose theirs lives for real
Yeah, The good get killed niggas really in that field for real

Hold up!
I try to be humble they take advantage 'cause I'm bool
I been gunning since younging I had the pistol at the pool
Young Scuba Steve they had me swimming with my tool
It was me and my momma in that motel with no food
Just a East side nigga, tryna make it out the hood
Bitch ass nigga, that's what you is ain't no good look
Hit a nigga block don't run, got my drum rump pum pum
Ready of not here I come, bitch this hide-n-seek ain't fun
My brothers really in that field with me
Can't no pussy ass nigga deal with me
You can ask them niggas who was locked in that jail with me
Ain't no nigga wanna slide down in that cell with me

That Field I'm really in that field for real
Where I'm from they lose theirs lives, niggas get killed for real
The field, I'm really in that field for real
My mind on the mil nigga for real, for real
Yeah, we in the field for real
Where I'm from they lose theirs lives for real
Yeah, The good get killed niggas really in that field for real

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