The Field
Yuhh...
Yogi...
Back in the field i would trap
Came from the bottom we aint goin back
Use to chase treasure we run up the map
Catch a liq if you front niggas gon tax
I made the rules so i know thats a fact
Ball just to throw it, come back off the glass
Like im Deandre the boards i'ma crash
Now its first class we dont sit in the back
Back in the field I would hunt
Niggas aint got it so we hadda front
Now we in louis and yves saint laurant
Got to the bag now we get what we want
Swerve
Shawty dont get to the bag
Swerve
If it aint money then I
Curve
Hop in the Benz and then I
Skkrrt
Diamonds they drippin ya eyes
Hurrtt
Shawty believe it
I am a legend I came off the bleachers
Carry that dope like I walk wit some speakers
This aint a kenmore but I got that heater
Niggas they hated now they want a feature
Now I'm too high you can catch me in ether
High till my necklace on froze
Get to the bag till you tippin on fowws
Ghost like a brick or I dipped it in snow
Inside you sittin on gold
Family come first know that they eatin
Only see stars in my ceilins
First to the bag
Yea they all wanna be him
But i stay quiet I ball every season
Uhh
This be the life that we preachin
Uhh
Sag so u kno I be beastin
Uhh
Rich but I still punch ya teeth in
Then I pou it up
Lies ima smoker i roll a blunt
If i want it I got it I have it go straight to the basket I ball wit the double clutch
Shawty jump on me like double dutch
No you aint bout it you smokin dust
This fa the homies thats out in the field
Ball till ya jersey get postered up Yuhh
Back in the field I would trap
Came from the bottom we aint goin back
Use to chase treasure we run up the map
Catch a liq if you front niggas gon tax
I made the rules so I know thats a fact
Ball just to throw it, come back off the glass
Like im Deandre the boards i'ma crash
Now its first class we dont sit in the back
All of this pressure they thought I would fold
I play the field and it made my heart cold
Breaking bad habits I cant trust a soul
Did soo much dirt and i hope no one told
Down on my ass with no chance to get up
Life is a gamble I still try my luck
I turn my ramen to shrimp and linguine
My back to the wall aint nobody believe
Jump in the coupe and i dip off
My diamonds lit got em pissed off
Pushing the whip like a go kart
I cant help but say I told ya'll
Nights with no sleep man this shit wasn't easy
Bullets come at you and those shits not 3d
Getting more money just made me more greedy
My moms in the hills and my niggas on TV
Yea
Back in the Base moving packs
I stayed humble and I waited my chance
Never lost faith put it all in God's hands
The hate in your veins gunna drive you insane
All of this pressure and I never changed
Still I watched haters throw dirt on my name
And once you up all those feelings gon change
Back in the field i would trap
Came from the bottom we aint goin back
Use to chase treasure we run up the map
Catch a liq if you front niggas gon tax
I made the rules so i know thats a fact
Ball just to throw it, come back off the glass
Like im Deandre the boards i'ma crash
Now its first class we dont sit in the back
Yogi...
Back in the field i would trap
Came from the bottom we aint goin back
Use to chase treasure we run up the map
Catch a liq if you front niggas gon tax
I made the rules so i know thats a fact
Ball just to throw it, come back off the glass
Like im Deandre the boards i'ma crash
Now its first class we dont sit in the back
Back in the field I would hunt
Niggas aint got it so we hadda front
Now we in louis and yves saint laurant
Got to the bag now we get what we want
Swerve
Shawty dont get to the bag
Swerve
If it aint money then I
Curve
Hop in the Benz and then I
Skkrrt
Diamonds they drippin ya eyes
Hurrtt
Shawty believe it
I am a legend I came off the bleachers
Carry that dope like I walk wit some speakers
This aint a kenmore but I got that heater
Niggas they hated now they want a feature
Now I'm too high you can catch me in ether
High till my necklace on froze
Get to the bag till you tippin on fowws
Ghost like a brick or I dipped it in snow
Inside you sittin on gold
Family come first know that they eatin
Only see stars in my ceilins
First to the bag
Yea they all wanna be him
But i stay quiet I ball every season
Uhh
This be the life that we preachin
Uhh
Sag so u kno I be beastin
Uhh
Rich but I still punch ya teeth in
Then I pou it up
Lies ima smoker i roll a blunt
If i want it I got it I have it go straight to the basket I ball wit the double clutch
Shawty jump on me like double dutch
No you aint bout it you smokin dust
This fa the homies thats out in the field
Ball till ya jersey get postered up Yuhh
Back in the field I would trap
Came from the bottom we aint goin back
Use to chase treasure we run up the map
Catch a liq if you front niggas gon tax
I made the rules so I know thats a fact
Ball just to throw it, come back off the glass
Like im Deandre the boards i'ma crash
Now its first class we dont sit in the back
All of this pressure they thought I would fold
I play the field and it made my heart cold
Breaking bad habits I cant trust a soul
Did soo much dirt and i hope no one told
Down on my ass with no chance to get up
Life is a gamble I still try my luck
I turn my ramen to shrimp and linguine
My back to the wall aint nobody believe
Jump in the coupe and i dip off
My diamonds lit got em pissed off
Pushing the whip like a go kart
I cant help but say I told ya'll
Nights with no sleep man this shit wasn't easy
Bullets come at you and those shits not 3d
Getting more money just made me more greedy
My moms in the hills and my niggas on TV
Yea
Back in the Base moving packs
I stayed humble and I waited my chance
Never lost faith put it all in God's hands
The hate in your veins gunna drive you insane
All of this pressure and I never changed
Still I watched haters throw dirt on my name
And once you up all those feelings gon change
Back in the field i would trap
Came from the bottom we aint goin back
Use to chase treasure we run up the map
Catch a liq if you front niggas gon tax
I made the rules so i know thats a fact
Ball just to throw it, come back off the glass
Like im Deandre the boards i'ma crash
Now its first class we dont sit in the back
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Writer(s): Donald Russell
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