RJLDiablo - Fields lyrics

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RJLDiablo - Fields lyrics

{verse 1} Yeah, i got problems (yeah, i got), don't think that i'ma solve 'em Resolve 'em, by my bed's a revolver Put it 'gainst my head and i'm gone, bruh (bang) Makin' m's, i'm stackin' 'dem commas I ride with the dargs, they got foot braceletes for collars We out in london, shakin' up bombers If you an opp, just know you're a goner (agh) I fu*ked up a whole game, 'cause i've got no competition Ya know that i keep it a hunnid, that's my god position Here, you want this deal? that's my propostion She made me nut so much, i'ma need to cop a tissue (agh) {pre-chorus} Ayy, what did ya say? (nevermind) what did ya say? (nevermind) What did ya fu*kin' say? (fu*king nevermind) Oh b*tch, what the fu*k did you say? Can't fu*k with no opps, b*tch, get out my way (my way) {chorus} Yo, i been in courts and fields, had to get the family meals I'm workin' hard just to get a record deal Even if i'ma sell my soul (if not?), i'ma get it on my own In these streets don't get caught up, no fu*k 12 like i fu*ked his daughter, uh I been in courts and fields, had to get the family meals I'm workin' hard to get a record deal Even if i'll sell my soul, if not, i'ma get it on my own You know i won't get caught up, no Oh, i'm already caught up, woah (oh) {verse 2} Ayy, we not on good terms, i can't fu*k with you, you got perms You think you an adult, still got young in ya name, b*tch, learn b*tch, i had covid, b*tch, i tasted germs b*tch, i go ham like i'm from the birm' I'ma suffocate you and bury ya body by ferns This a chess game, your turn Shorty come lick my worm I fu*ked up a whole game, 'cause i've got competition Ya know that i keep it a hunnid, that's my god position Here, you want this deal? that's my propostion She made me nut so much, i'ma need to cop a tissue (agh) {pre-chorus} Ayy, what did ya say? (nevermind) what did ya say? (nevermind) What did ya fu*kin' say? (fu*king nevermind) Oh b*tch, what the fu*k did you say? Can't fu*k with no opps, b*tch, get out my way (my way) {chorus} Yo, i been in courts and fields, had to get the family meals I'm workin' hard just to get a record deal Even if i'ma sell my soul (if not?), i'ma get it on my own In these streets don't get caught up, no fu*k 12 like i fu*ked his daughter, uh I been in courts and fields, had to get the family meals I'm workin' hard to get a record deal Even if i'll sell my soul, if not, i'ma get it on my own You know i won't get caught up, no Oh, i'm already caught up, woah (oh)

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