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love you just as I did back then I wanna lay down in Fishers Field with you Watch the stars Smoke cigars and laugh all night Hold your hand never
Im trynna get me a house on the hill You trynna be cool I ain't popping a pill You chasing the clout while I'm chasing the bills Out on the field imma
in a palace, cost a Richard Mill' Caught so many seasons back, I caught a fisher's deal I fly over the Atlas for a pitcher field Day one, I been
Icicle gems on a chamomile lawn A sunrise over the landscape It's a butterfly feeling in a buttercup field A wild rose into the sunset Who do you
I got a fisher cat in my neighborhood right now. That's freaking me out. I got no right. I have no right living in the country, honest to God. But I
hang with kittens i ain't never kidding woe Playing with them scales they think I'm a fisher He got 9 lives and too many whiskers You could tell G5 i got
You think you're pro But you're a toy just like a Fisher-Price I'm never broke again I guess you'll see it in my eyes Cause I can burn some marihuana
Ain't no mountain too great when you're moving with the son of man Devil cannot hook me fisher of men is who live within I'm out to grow the family I
dental Might step up the frames Put some racks in the window I got the juice hoe I feel like I'm Bishop Been running the field Like I'm Derick no
yeah he run the fucking town And he in the field running fucking routes So much money yeah it's hard to fucking count I remember days when they used
say that I been in my bag since Fisher get it I flip it I pass it Put up your money I bet I could match I playing my cards pokemon Ask flex if he want
extra tissue I'm from the yellow, I rep two like a player no Derrick Fisher Backwoods they be hitting but I love OG gas and Swishers G just took my dog,
her fuckin' lunch Stole a mattress from the crib and Hawaiian Punch Jits fucked up in a field flying kites Took a shit, on the floor, picked it up
loved Sarah [Chorus] Whispered by a bramble, Carried by a brook To every fishers hook, "Sarah" Fragrant fields Playing croquet in the sun
your building with graffiti spray I was baby stroller not control of race Cortez nikes on my big wheel fisher price Had warned me bout that curb line but
When o'er the hill the eastern star Tells butting time is near, my jo And owsen frae the furrowed field Return so dowf and weary O Down by the burn,
split, like "ain't that some shit" Imma be like "damn I hit that lick" give me one time to see you out on the field and the whole team already been knew
fishers Shark in water we still swimming Cuh survivals a art in the field ni**a Got a heart and I'm dark as a field ni**a Here I come barking up hills
fisher You niggas need to get back or hit the gym because you stay missers Im with yo bitch she sucking dick and then you go kiss her And then i fuck
When o'er the hill the eastern star Tells bughtin time is near, my jo, And owsen frae the furrow'd field Return sae dowf and weary O; Down by
the desolate fields Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ?fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own creek blood Songs that?a keep you alive
injures My g’s moving like ninjas Older men like them fishers Doberman like them pinchers A hole in one of you suckers like putters from close distance
on the snapback like I got lice Salmon flavored loud pack, yeah that's fisher price Seven out bitch, man you shoot some cold dice I take they ass to River Oaks I
privilege We had the green fields and We had computers We had the A grades and Electric scooters That we rode into our graduation From saint
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