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3mfrench – in da field lyrics

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[verse 1]
take a goodie from da hood, turn ’em to a hitta
in da trenches wit’ my n+ggas, probably the whole winner
rap star, i’m gettin’ money f+ckin’ all these strippers
n+gga snitchin’ i can’t trust them, always pointin’ fingers
i don’t talk on da phone, i’ll holla on da wicker
mali makin’ all these papers, stack it like a printer
only slidin’ when i’m sober, i don’t need no liquor
i’ma 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 da fso, i copped da draco
dirtied up da sprite, smokin’ on some gato
and i’m da man i got no competition
shorty claim that she love me, but f+ck wit’ opposition
treat ’em like a blunt, i keep them on rotation
n+ggas claim that they gang but talkin’ in da station

[chorus]
i’m in da field, i’m in da field for real
the way i’m livin’ life, they say i copped a deal
i told my n+gga, how you think i feel?
shoot to k!ll, two verses i’m ’bout to get real
i’m in da field, i’m in da field for real
the way i’m livin’ life, they say i copped a deal
i was grindin’ in da bando tryna touch a mill’
ain’t no stoppin’ only grindin’, yeah time to chill
[verse 2]
she buy her bag, only money she don’t even need friends
i got n+ggas playin’ offense, n+ggas playin’ defence
i’m doin’ shows i’m gettin’ money, waitin’ ’til they free man
money makin’ to da top ’cause all i get is free bands
skurrt, and i’m ‘mali catch me in da east end
take a youngin from your block and turn him to a demon
i ain’t a k!lla but they try me, b+tch you know i’m squeezin’
when your shootas want no smoke, and know their side ain’t eatin’
broski called and send them hotties, friends are takin’ pictures
they just mad that i’m da man, only gettin’ rich
how they gangster on da mic, and talking like a k!ller?
in da station’ watch them switch up, turn into a singer
now she wanna go to school, don’t wanna be a stripper
told her she ain’t actin’ right, i told her eat a snicker
dumb b+tch, i told her eat a snicker
told her she ain’t actin’ right, i told her eat a snicker

[chorus]
i’m in da field, i’m in da field for real
the way i’m livin’ life, they say i copped a deal
i told my n+gga, how you think i feel?
shoot to k!ll, two verses i’m ’bout to get real
i’m in da field, i’m in da field for real
the way i’m livin’ life, they say i copped a deal
i was grindin’ in da bando tryna touch a mill’
ain’t no stoppin’ only grindin’, yeah time to chill