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and kill me
In my dreams, here you come, again

You can hate me
If it makes you feel better
I will move along
To greener fields and sunny weather

You can

think enough
I know that it's safe cause Sauce in the cut
Wasn't you who I thought you was
Quarterback in the field but I run it up
Like she got

playin' both sides
I got some niggas in that field just like the Roll-Tides
I'm the realist its gone get, don't need no validation
These niggas talk just

thresher
Whose blood is in the field
When did we stop sleeping at all
Why do we feel the way we feel
You get folded in this sandpaper world until you’re

women
Make them our slaves
We're gonna suck their lives out
Again and again

Face to face
We'll meet again
Fangs against claws
In the field in

see me in the field picking some corn
That's not why i was born, I'm on the field to ball
From the wing to the fall, I got so much in store
Men I could

didn't make no sense
When you wronged me in the field you didn't make amends
Lights off I take no nights off
Lights off I take no nights off
Lights off I

a mile away
I would mind if you stayed

Baby, can I pick a field of you
Drench me, in the swatches of your hue
Feel you, crave you like the morning dew

cross-cut, we aint saw-jack
Tomb diggers in the field where the cows at, Plow! (inhale)
Don't get off of track or thats ya ass boy 
Karma will hustle faster if

from the neck up
In the field ain't no mowing on the block now
When it come to the bag I don't play round
These hoes on go when we T down
No warning let

no teeth she don’t even gotta gag uhh
Man I feel complete yea my pockets full of cuz...
I Turned into a beast
I’m on the field wit no cleats
I got

Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can't go back to the fields, nah
Real talk, I

‏Dancing through the fields
I saw you passing by
You told me that the end is near
But my star still still shine
Now you fill so close
Close enough
I

the purest of all
When they walk, some people don't touch the ground
There are also some people who are really down to earth

There are fields of crops one

now I need to
Now I'm coming out of left field
Coming out of left field

Honest I don't even feel a thing
Honest I don't 
Honest I don't 
Honest I don't

Link my amenities, come forth with the energy
Caribbean Capos in the field to seal their faith
We nuh deal with the chat so them bwoi haffi know them

new
Know that I feel so dead inside
It's like I've never felt so old
Maybe I should be living life with you
In the fields of gold
I feel the waves they

dick then blew smoke to the ceiling
Chalk up another win for the villians, fyi fuck yo feelings
I'm outside yea boy I'm in the field with it
Field nigah

I get up when the day breaks loose
But there's nothing left to see or do
Walk the fields, I'm far away
Complacency has made us pay

Every moments is

I play will never soothe you
What I'd give to find the peaceful side of you

Yellow fields will lead me back to you
Do I ever cross your mind?

Replay

don't know what to say
Oedipus would have a field day
It's gotta be hard
Sending an awkward greeting card
To Mom, with finest regards
You've gotta put

of deceit your intuition is wrapped

It's so disappointing how you wilt on the vine
Seeded fields that were barren like pearls before swine
Dodgy progeny

Even though the fig trees have no blossoms 
And there are no grapes growing on the vines
Even though the labor of the olive shall fail
And the fields

close and whispered in my ear baby is still tight
And if it's warm and tight I need that heat I'm like a field mice
I made it out safe she tried to kill