The Field

I know what its like to be broke and alone
I held the [?] to make money for dope
I empathize with the tears, lived off little debby for years
Dog I know how it feels, the struggle is real
I had to deal just to deal
Flipping the food for a meal
Flip the e pills like I’m Jackie Aprile
Going to [?]
Opps on my tail like the shield
I could [?] either way
That could be me in the streets, [?] money for beer
Still don’t feel I’m in the clear
It’s not a done deal but tonight i got liquor so cheers
Enjoy the money while it’s here cause fortune is a spinning wheel
Tomorrow I could be in jail, chill with [?]
Smoking a spliff in the field, [?]
To smoke mids and make out with chicks
Used to eat there [?]
I had no friends in my grade they were lame
Plus I was hated, still do the same shit
Ain’t nothing changed but upgraded fits
I would just chill with the girls that I dated
I drank a [?] and I’m strolling in late
I’m leaning back in my seat, everyones looking at me
What do they see
Teacher says I smell like weed, she’s calling my mom
That’s fine, I just won’t go home
I can just chill with my bros, we can just post up and smoke
Then we can roll to a show, Bone’s Royal, live at Arlene
Deep in the highschool band scene, shit I would do as a teen
Flipping the green for the green, tryna have lucid dreams
When I turned 20, I turned to a fiend
Now theres some fenty, [?]
But I’m still out here, all my shit is clean
Trap in Manhattan and Brooklyn and Queens
But in the city everything that I see
Brings back all these old memories
And I don’t like em one bit