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Pull up, press em like a pill
Pull up, Press em like a pill
Ice on my neck keep a nigga chill
Should've knew you crossed me out
I kept it to real,

a bitch she was breaking bread
Talibans in the field don't you get your head wrapped
Tough pants in them wranglers had to catch a Brett pass
Mariachi wit

Fuck a check
Better pay me your respect
Feel im stone cold
Plus a nigga ballin like the jets
What's the rest uh
Who you think you niggas tryna press

Text me when you ready
Call when you ready
Hit my phone when you need my love
Facetime when you ready
Got time when you ready
Press send when you

and SB going in
All you lames at the door getting kicked
It's just a light flex and we don't miss
And I don't miss nothing nah
100 from the field
Another

catch me i keep my shit tinted

Quick to drop hoes or i pass to the bros i don't got no patience for pleasing these bitches

Don't gotta talk i just press

passive-aggressive
LeBron James, racist comments season 4
Racist comments get ready
To have a field day, press! Get ready
Get ready! Because the show’s over

a field day press! Get ready
Get ready! cause the shows over

wheel just spinnin' 'round
A midnight moonlight shining down
A red sunset in a cotton dress

You're in it
Every single good time
When I press rewind

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Fly Lo Gang ehh, you know what it is
Huh, yeah, ahh
Full press
Yeah, yeah
Κωλοδάχτυλα σε μπάτσους και στολές
Όχι

Shout out to them niggas in the field, nigga
Jack boys, jack boys
You play with my niggas and they gon' jack boy
Jack boys, jack boys
My niggas they

with no makeup (makeup, makeup)
These niggas in the field, hit the lay-up (lay-up, lay-up)
I ain't even gotta talk, don't say much
Drop my top in

Follow follow, follow follow me in to a new tomorrow 
If they ask us where we're going, tell them out the field of sorrows
Promise me you'll follow,

and then I'm blastin'
In the ground without a casket

Total Recall
Through the peephole
Niggas tryna see what we on
I be on it tryna get off
Press

the field got me lurking with the toolbox
I'm a hitman killer like dead shot
Set a target Killem with the red dot
I'm a savage worst then a Sasquatch
In

on, you can feel the press-ure, Patriot militias became the aggress-or
More or less Ah, blessing from the port authori-ty, shippin' cargo

burn all the fields to upset the swarm of locusts

Always so bright but had a cloudy day addiction
A decade back, you'd a found me chasing women
So,

Coming from the bottom tryna build
Tryna be major without a deal
I can tell you how it feel
Hoping that my skills pay the bills
Riding in the' field

We going home, press play nigga we on the road 
No control, but we steer good with overloads 
I don't condone, any fake love so stay alone

boutta buck
Rifle in tha back with them ol forty-five's tucked
Better watch ya back boy don't get stuck
Caught up in that trap boy don't press your luck

What is this that I feel?
And what is this that I fear?
In these arms they whored out
Amongst the worms that mate in these fields, oh

From

What is this that I feel?
And what is this that I fear?
In these arms they whored out
Amongst the worms that mate in these fields, oh

From

Any Given Sunday

Guru

Any Given Sunday [Clean]

2000

then instantaneously break 'em 
Rain one day sunshine the next 
Haters try and stop my flow sometimes I'm vexed 
What's next accounted by the press

Any Given Sunday

Guru

Any Given Sunday [Music from the Motion Picture]

2000

instantaneously break 'em
Rain one day sunshine the next
Haters try and stop my flow sometimes I'm vexed
What's next accounted by the press
Mad stress on my