
In Da Field 3MFrench
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[Intro]
The way I'm livin' life, they say I copped a deal
(Late nights, me and bro, DeeJayM0, he mix it)
[Verse 1]
Take a goodie from the hood, turn 'em to a hitta
In the trenches wit' my niggas, probably do a winter
Rap star, I'm gettin' money fuckin' all these strippers
Nigga snitchin', I can't trust them, always pointin' fingers
I don't talk on the phone, holla on the wicker
Mali makin' all these papers, stack it like a printer
Only slidin' when I'm sober, I don't need no liquor
I'm a star on my block, squad full of winners
They did a R.I.C.O on my block, swear I gotta lay low
Did you shoot him wit' no talkin' on it if I say so
Dirtied up the FN, so I copped the Draco
Dirtied up the Sprite, I'm smokin' on some ghetto
And I'm the man, I got no competition
Shorty claim that she love me, but fuck wit' opposition
Treat 'em like a blunt, I keep them on rotation
Niggas claimin' that they gang but talkin' in the station
[Chorus]
I'm in the field, I'm in the field for real
The way I'm livin' life, they say I copped a deal
I told my nigga, how you think I feel?
Shoot to kill, two verses, I'm 'bout to get real
I'm in the field, I'm in the field for real
The way I'm livin' life, they say I copped a deal
I was grindin' in the bando tryna touch a mill'
Ain't no stoppin', only grindin', ain't got time to chill
The way I'm livin' life, they say I copped a deal
(Late nights, me and bro, DeeJayM0, he mix it)
[Verse 1]
Take a goodie from the hood, turn 'em to a hitta
In the trenches wit' my niggas, probably do a winter
Rap star, I'm gettin' money fuckin' all these strippers
Nigga snitchin', I can't trust them, always pointin' fingers
I don't talk on the phone, holla on the wicker
Mali makin' all these papers, stack it like a printer
Only slidin' when I'm sober, I don't need no liquor
I'm a star on my block, squad full of winners
They did a R.I.C.O on my block, swear I gotta lay low
Did you shoot him wit' no talkin' on it if I say so
Dirtied up the FN, so I copped the Draco
Dirtied up the Sprite, I'm smokin' on some ghetto
And I'm the man, I got no competition
Shorty claim that she love me, but fuck wit' opposition
Treat 'em like a blunt, I keep them on rotation
Niggas claimin' that they gang but talkin' in the station
[Chorus]
I'm in the field, I'm in the field for real
The way I'm livin' life, they say I copped a deal
I told my nigga, how you think I feel?
Shoot to kill, two verses, I'm 'bout to get real
I'm in the field, I'm in the field for real
The way I'm livin' life, they say I copped a deal
I was grindin' in the bando tryna touch a mill'
Ain't no stoppin', only grindin', ain't got time to chill
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