In the Field (feat. Nyora Spouse)

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CJ Suprxme

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I had to find a way back home
Days get short and it's cold
I had to run it up and get the gold
But the devil, he been tryna take my soul
I'll take the long haul
I'm going solo
I won't ever sell my soul, I'll get my own dough
My haters see me winning and they always contemplate
I had to reach my goal and by my own I'll celebrate
They tell me that I'm spiritless
And I've been in the field working all day
Had to get my mind right anyway
And i've been doing better then what they say
And I've been all alone, made it on my own
Now they say congratulations like my name was Post Malone
But I'm posted with that Pistol and it's shooting through ya bones
And I've been on the come up, you can see me coming home
And every bodies always against me
Don't ever wanna see you winning
They wanna see your patience thinning
They wanna see a good soul sinning
I told 'em test me
I ride around with this .45 don't press me
Your mama at your funeral, now that is so depressing
I've been in the field pussy boy, I'm with that gun play
And if you want my clout, then just know you finna get sprayed
I'm posted with that blick outside your house, yeah
I'm posted with my brother, Nyora Spouse, yeah
First Place Stunna
Bitch we got some real gunners
And we gon' pipe your bitch just like its mario, plumber yeah
I'll take the long haul
I'm going solo
I won't ever sell my soul, I'll get my own dough
My haters see me winning and they always contemplate
I had to reach my goal and by my own I'll celebrate
They tell me that I'm spiritless
And I've been in the field working all day
Had to get my mind right anyway
And i've been doing better then what they say
And I've been all alone, made it on my own
Now they say congratulations like my name was Post Malone
But I'm posted with that Pistol and it's shooting through ya bones
And I've been on the come up, you can see me coming home
They saying that I'm fearless
Livin' careless
I've been in the field all day with a stainless
My niggas kept it real, oh they could never change us
I don't even know these f*ck niggas, they some strangers
I don't know these niggas, but they know me
Ima keep it real, they just keep it phony
They could never know my moves
I'm so lowkey
Gotta keep that shit pushing, if you know me
I could never give a f*ck, Ima run it up
Ima always get my bucks, gotta stack it up
And I know my haters mad, mad we goin' up (Yeah, cause we are)
And my niggas won't stop until we on top
'Till we on, 'till we on
I swear I won't stop until the day that we on
I'm tryna live right, but my life is so wrong
I'm tryna get right, tryna put my niggas on
They tell me that I'm spiritless
And I've been in the field working all day
Had to get my mind right anyway
And i've been doing better then what they say
And I've been all alone, made it on my own
Now they say congratulations like my name was Post Malone
But I'm posted with that Pistol and it's shooting through ya bones
And I've been on the come up, you can see me coming home

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