From the Bleacher to the Field Caskey (Ft. Isaiah Falls)

[Intro]
Ooh yeah, what's happening, ZZ?

[Chorus: Caskey]
From the bleachers to the fields
To the Heisman Trophy, I know how it feels
Scorin' me a touchdown, touchin' on the mills
Moved back to the O 'cause I ain't with the Hollywood Hills
Buildin' me a compound
Back when I was tryna ball, people told me, "Put the ball down"
Now they lookin' star-struck when you pull up with that car
With the stars in the ceilin' and you came out of a small town
This for every kid in Winter Springs
Who knew that they was destined for bigger things

[Verse 1: Caskey]
'bout to get me an assistant 'cause I'ma need a bigger team
Playin' with my paper put your head in a guillotine
Shot caller, made it to the top 'cause they payin' top dollar
When you this lit, give a bad bitch a heart attack
If she ever cheat, it'll be a cold day in Hell 'fore I ever call her back
A rapper, a painter, entrepreneur, yeah, I'm all of that
"You the best out," when I pull up, they gon' holler that
Man, I swear that I could make Gwen Stefani holler back
Growin' up, barely had shit
Walk into the 7-Eleven, ain't had money for a slurpee
Why I started sellin' weed and the perkies
Sew it up at the hotel, doin' burpees
Ferrari horsepower got me doin' one-thirty
Get the worm 'cause I'm wakin' up early
How you got a top five you never even heard me?
The car clean, but my enemies, I gotta do 'em dirty