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Field to the Bull

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  • (Work, Work, Work, Work, Work)
    Let's get right in
    Eyes low, dropping soul like the Gospel
    Been there for a minute, eating breaks but I'm not full
    No, No, I'm on that other
    I spend some of these days feeling strange and my brothers
    And feelin' little ill, trying to cope with the bandit
    I just wanna move but my license is suspended
    So what am I to do
    You expecting me to peddle
    Instead of in my room trying to get this brain settled
    Been filling up them pages 'til the point I wanna flip
    But I kick ****, like kick flips, you can't touch my tricks
    Sorry for the facts
    I just wanna keep that clear
    Got love for the homies, say they bump me when they steer
    And I never wanna anger, that **** simply came
    Cuz people talking ****, because they I want their, fame
    But I just want to kick it, y'all don't see me as a threat
    I'm happy when I'm spitting, and I only want respect
    And that is all I ask, put some rays in the volume
    Take off your mask, we all seeing through your costume
    I'm gonna serve rap, 'til my vocal chords break
    Still staying in my lane, see you riding in my wake
    Mama promised, I'm gonna wreak havoc
    On track, speak madness
    The facts, homies think they nice
    But the speech average, at best
    I dangle lines and I strangle lines
    Never wanna waste my time
    Bringing out this drama with this book of rhymes
    So when you talk **** and end up in a gutter
    I'll be chillin' on a boat and livin' right, cuz it's summer
    Feeling hazy, still got time to twist with you benders
    Cuz I'm been killing **** since the 2nd of September
    And 9, 5, 9, 5, comin' up like high tide
    Ain't seeing much tonight
    I'll probably have my eyes wide
    And my plan, I don't know
    Goin' crazy, yea for sure
    Got to get in where I fit in, watch me **********ing grow
    Y'all some parasites
    Shootin' at my paradise
    But to grip the top, best believe that I ain't scared of heights
    I've died dropping, I'll down a couple hot pockets
    And if you can't see it's ****, check your eye sockets
    And I'm ghost, and I'm ghost, and I'm ghost, and I
    I got you ************s hangin' by a rope and I
    Never really meant to brag or to boast, but I
    I think you gotta
    When you kicking it this **** brotha
    Uh-uh, uh-uh, Tell me that it's not true
    Y'all that type that brag about
    Some **** your parents bought you
    I wake up in the morning doing everything I want to
    Hustle to the field of the bull, yo I gotchu
    I said I hustle to the field of the bull, I gotchu
  • [00:03.00](Work, Work, Work, Work, Work)
    [00:07.77]Let's get right in
    [00:10.62]Eyes low, dropping soul like the Gospel
    [00:13.39]Been there for a minute, eating breaks but I'm not full
    [00:15.74]No, No, I'm on that other
    [00:17.65]I spend some of these days feeling strange and my brothers
    [00:19.93]And feelin' little ill, trying to cope with the bandit
    [00:22.64]I just wanna move but my license is suspended
    [00:25.11]So what am I to do
    [00:26.16]You expecting me to peddle
    [00:27.33]Instead of in my room trying to get this brain settled
    [00:29.74]Been filling up them pages 'til the point I wanna flip
    [00:32.08]But I kick ****, like kick flips, you can't touch my tricks
    [00:34.97]Sorry for the facts
    [00:36.15]I just wanna keep that clear
    [00:37.44]Got love for the homies, say they bump me when they steer
    [00:39.56]And I never wanna anger, that **** simply came
    [00:42.10]Cuz people talking ****, because they I want their, fame
    [00:44.94]But I just want to kick it, y'all don't see me as a threat
    [00:47.40]I'm happy when I'm spitting, and I only want respect
    [00:49.68]And that is all I ask, put some rays in the volume
    [00:52.10]Take off your mask, we all seeing through your costume
    [00:55.08]I'm gonna serve rap, 'til my vocal chords break
    [00:57.35]Still staying in my lane, see you riding in my wake
    [00:59.70]Mama promised, I'm gonna wreak havoc
    [01:01.17]On track, speak madness
    [01:03.16]The facts, homies think they nice
    [01:04.45]But the speech average, at best
    [01:05.88]I dangle lines and I strangle lines
    [01:07.74]Never wanna waste my time
    [01:09.00]Bringing out this drama with this book of rhymes
    [01:10.99]So when you talk **** and end up in a gutter
    [01:13.21]I'll be chillin' on a boat and livin' right, cuz it's summer
    [01:15.56]Feeling hazy, still got time to twist with you benders
    [01:18.21]Cuz I'm been killing **** since the 2nd of September
    [01:20.86]And 9, 5, 9, 5, comin' up like high tide
    [01:23.26]Ain't seeing much tonight
    [01:24.82]I'll probably have my eyes wide
    [01:26.49]And my plan, I don't know
    [01:27.73]Goin' crazy, yea for sure
    [01:28.83]Got to get in where I fit in, watch me **********ing grow
    [01:31.19]Y'all some parasites
    [01:32.42]Shootin' at my paradise
    [01:33.41]But to grip the top, best believe that I ain't scared of heights
    [01:36.23]I've died dropping, I'll down a couple hot pockets
    [01:38.26]And if you can't see it's ****, check your eye sockets
    [01:41.15]And I'm ghost, and I'm ghost, and I'm ghost, and I
    [01:42.81]I got you ************s hangin' by a rope and I
    [01:46.28]Never really meant to brag or to boast, but I
    [01:47.75]I think you gotta
    [01:49.60]When you kicking it this **** brotha
    [01:51.41]Uh-uh, uh-uh, Tell me that it's not true
    [01:53.00]Y'all that type that brag about
    [01:54.78]Some **** your parents bought you
    [01:56.02]I wake up in the morning doing everything I want to
    [01:58.49]Hustle to the field of the bull, yo I gotchu
    [02:02.96]I said I hustle to the field of the bull, I gotchu