NewEraMar - Field of Screams

Yeah, it was a cold cold night, around 11:46
We was creeping thru the city, we was looking for a lick
Had the whole gang with me, we was tryna front a move
It don’t matter what he repping, take his money, run his jewels
Cause the bills is stacking up, and my car keep acting up
And my girl keep acting up, and I’m tired of shacking up
Think it’s time to pack it up, got two kids on the way
Cause I forgot to wrap it up, and my job ain’t paying enough
Ima slide for that check, down to die for respect
And I’m dying to rob him, if he dying to flex
Homicide ain’t in the plans, but if it happens then so be it
**** my job and **** the union, me and my squad like the soviet
And I’m seeing red, I'm tryna see some green
I need a couple dollars, to boost my self esteem
Music isn’t working, they barely pay for streams
Now I’m one play away from giving up on my dreams
Turn my music up, I’m blowing off some steam
Roll the windows down, we blowing out the steam
I think we found a victim, or that’s the way it seems
I grab my ski mask, welcome all to field of screams
Boom boom boom, that's the sound from my round
Boom boom boom, that's the sound of my round
When you hear that sound, then you know it's going down
Boom boom boom, that's the sound from my round
Yeah yeah yeah, and you know it's going down
Boom boom boom, another round, lay it down
Yeah
Grab my pistol out the back, it’s already locked and loaded
If this goes the way I’m planning, I won’t need that job promotion
We gon creep up on em silent, ain’t no need to cause commotion
We get in, get the money, we get out, then we coasting
So many thoughts going on in my head
If we gon do it, we cannot be scared
If anyone’s scared, then stay in the car
As long as you know you ain’t getting no bread
I put up my hood, to cover my dreads
If anyone moves do I fill em with lead
Nah you bugging, chill out on the liquor
The only one that I want dead is the presidents
Uh, if he resists then threaten him
Then put the butt of the gun to his head like Evelyn
These are some heavily guarded residents
Put on your gloves, when touching the evidence
If you hear the cops come, you ain’t gotta say nun
If you run, then I run, man that’s nigga 101
And as soon as we get done, we get rid of all the guns
You tell anyone about this, you gon see me one on one
We gon creep around the back, put on your mask I know they got cameras
Don’t get to excited, running around like we having a scavenger
This our first time, but let’s not go about it like amateurs
I got a strange feeling, but ima use it to boost up my stamina
Now, I go to hop out the car, then I’m surrounded by dozens of lights
And, I go to reach for my pistol, but, then I look off to my right
And, I see my bro with a gun in his hand, like he wanna put up a fight
Then he yells, "freeze, put your hands on the wheel", as I watch him talk into a mic, huh

Written by:
Marchand Pendelton

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