THE FIELD

the field I meet niccas in the field that played dat shxt foreal like when you seen em 9 x out of 10 they on a drill that backdorr shxt new to us back den it wasnt it real the thought of them killin my brudduh dat shxt give me chills free the cells rollin up sticks eating on shitti meals told em free my bro its crazy we need dat appeal i lost all my steppas sum to death sum to a cell cause if you step we stepping bacc and thats how it is let off this 45 sig wont miss this bxtch split you wig crazy how you dnt notice life 🧬 untill you have sum kids its crazy how much Ls i took before snatched a win it crazy how these bxtchies fake i swear they so pretend humble with it aint sayn shxt but still goin in tire snatching, windows crashing, bullets in wind fully automatic traction off this bxtch bxtch gone spin tell calm it dwn if they wont smoke cum to that bin i tote big fn ...free p out dat can ... I tote the drake like uh guitar i rock out like a band .. i know uh bxtch use to friends but now she a fan know uh couple niccas who hate but that cum with the plan , this month aint spending nothing liviing off the land i felt way better ever since i made a band get in the game cnt be no bxtch dnt be jawana man