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in da field - kid faze lyrics

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been on the road for twenty*four, just being me
smoking dope and counting up this fee
been thinking of hating n*gga i could never be
i’m in the field for real for real the field in me

been on the road for twenty*four, just being me
smoking dope and counting up this fee
been thinking of hating n*gga i could never be
i’m in the field for real for real the field in me

i just wanna put my whole city on
gotta get it all on video
we was outside, we was really broke
had to strive wit da guys, it was really hope

had bro on da block it was really soap
zb gavе me da jwett time to hit da road
catch mе in da a tryna hit da 8
b*tch i’m on my way, if you know you know

it ain’t no secret
20k to start da day, i been tweaking
diamonds wavy navy got my neck seasick
they gone always hate on you when you eating

they don’t never mention you when you feeding
we don’t f*ck around with begging and pleading
you a f*cking clown you thinking we piecing
help him get a bag still won’t see it

tell her f*ck a tag baby we gleecing
early morning, shawty tanning and we beaching
good life, hood wife, juug season
i ain’t breaking down lil n*gga we eating

outside wit da gang, don’t matter who treating
been on the road for twenty*four, just being me
smoking dope and counting up this fee
been thinking of hating n*gga i could never be

i’m in the field for real for real the field in me
been on the road for twenty*four, just being me
smoking dope and counting up this fee
been thinking of hating n*gga i could never be

i’m in the field for real for real the field in me
been on my boss sh*t
get a bag and n*ggas mad they be salty
love it when n*ggas be thinking i lost it

know that hating sh*t be getting exhausting
give that boy a drop, he hot, he be coughing
run the tab up, i be popping sh*t often
if i like it and i want it, i’m copping

swimming through money you know i’m a dolphin
p*ssy n*gga please go and get some cheese
you ass need to go hit the road stop worrying bout a p
you don’t sh*t gone get physical

we travel round with trees
i’m talking bout dem big ol’ oaks
can’t see me oak*a*ley
lil homie run you down

and slap you ‘round he know you sweet
racking up them checks up to my neck till i can’t breathe
i don’t walk, i step whenever jwetts be calling me
i don’t get no rest cause i’m up next you best believe

- kid faze lyrics

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