To The Field Lyrics

Riding in the field I be carrying big choppas

Anything you need I can get you for some commas

Ion fuck with little niccas, I take orders from Obama

Driven round in whips extended clips look like some llamas

Boy like is you stupid all my boys trained to kill

You be on the block but I get sent out to the field

Fuck it do a drill, then a drill after drill

This shit move in a hierarchy you better be for real

All this aching in my brain got me reminiscing

Thinking bout the block

Smoking pot

I was really chilling

Now I'm drinking out the bottle with a mild smoking wild

Feeling like my daddy when I fuck shit it up but Imma G so I get it louder

Baby I like mommas and some commas in the file

Baby it get wicked but I'm chilling like I'm selling powder

Fell in love with fast money made 300 in a hour

Trading in some minutes I was taking money from the power

Everything is legal baby fuck the opps and fuck the cops

I got bail money but you not catching me if I do the drop

On the first link I might fuck around wear black on black

Ion like the spotlight but fuck around and Imma crack