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the curtains
Man my angel in the field 
And he working

Ok I, I woke up wit a call 
From my brother T
(Yo)
Ahh Say bow what's poppin
You haven't hit me u wilding

dont play the field
All this death around me got me traumatized
Ever since my brother died ive been thinkin homicide yeah
Ill come and turn your party

I pull up w Bitch Gang we letting shit fly
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Couldn't back out the 40 So I'm uppin the 5
Love You got to love

on em one time I was like alright baby girl fuck it why not 

You ain’t dealin w a full deck 
Batter up on deck make a hit next 
I’m the type do drugs

the danger I'm breaking it bad

U don't know what to do with a sack 
I'm in the field like a runner-back 
Fucking that hoe with no feeling attached 
Going

Brand new whip it came w a roar
I just need more
Get in my bag and I do it for real
Could never rat, could never squeal
Fuck up a band now I need me a mil

(Uh yeah nfm we run shit we the face of the opps lil nigga
Nfm)
If you dissing then we get to spinning my team don't take l's only w's yea we stay

Step in the spot we throwing the W up
If you want smoke we gonna put you up
I just hit it and i left ion give a fuck
Fuck school i aint never get

destroying what decades built.
The vultures eat up the remains

Of a dead world.
They will harvest the barren fields
Carnivores in a masquerade.

A glimpse

issues
I'm on yo block w no mask and I got my two pistols
I got a THOT with no ass but a lot of potential
She gave me top with no hands I think shawty

W-W-When I'm in the stu I turn my phone off, don't be mad at me
Don't be calling me, I get real money no monopoly
Ask my bro like "Aye, can you tell

some jewelry don't compare thats suicide
In the majors over minors stamp this shit its certified Cruz

W o es catching my happy 
hitting your nose giving

problems and I make it seem like dreams don’t come w commas 
Get my courage from my mama Rest In Peace to all that drama 
Have you talking to my llama. It’s

trappin in the stu and I'm w KB
Shitting on these boys I'm dropping bombs just like it's Haiti
Running through the field like jerry rice, I'm wearing 80

that field told bro don't throw away his gloves 
Swear to god we seen some shit that you got sweep under the rug 
How he call his self a trapper he ain't

No Distractions No Distractions.
I was catching plays in the field
No Distractions.

No Distractions
Why they acting
Real from the jump
ooo yeah i

to rest
Sendin shots, gon' need a vest
In the field, bitch, I'm a vet
She need a band, so I send a check
Ice to cold, might need a test
W-White plug look

lie
Yea
Talking bout we was gone make it right
Yea
Started smoking all em dimes
Yea
I was in the field making up them times
Yea
She wasting all my time

to choose, yeah
I swear to God, I was flexin' out the womb, yeah
Take W's, I don't ever, ever lose, yeah
I made it, I made it, getting the money won't save her

It's getting real out this bitch
Watch ya body every day niggas get killed out this bitch
In the field watch the blitz
All this blood sweat and tears

play w my bag baby play w this dick
I got two in my pants baby one is a stick
You a gay ass nigga you b kissing that bitch
She b sucking this dick
If i’m

addicted to w's no I can't lose
I'm tryna get me a mansion with a swimming pool 
I swear all you niggas be peons not cool 
Roll the sheets and the funnel now

bitch gspt she finna drool, If its a problem nigga then I'm gripping the tool
I promise nigga you don't want to act like a fool, I'm addicted to w's no I

She let me put the tip in n the bouncer wasnt trippin 

Always got protection you will never catch me slippin
W my niggas like a force field when we