Real In The Field by K Money Lyrics
[Intro]
All my niggas real in the field
It get real up in the field
You know how we're coming
I need that steel
You already know how we coming
They know I'm coming, I'm coming with a gun
Shit, free all my niggas
SDot, Kbk, J Money
Gang
MG4L, aye, aye
[Chorus]
All my niggas real in the field
Shit get real, keep that steel up in the field
Niggas getting killed, catch a chill
Niggas do it just to catch a thrill in the field
But my opposition do not come near
And 'em other niggas never come around here
Everyone want a mill' around here
Niggas snake these niggas for a mill' around here
[Verse 1]
Fuck that foo shit, I keep it real
How you gonna squeal and try come around here
Fuck a partner, I be getting bands
By my lonely so don't try to tell me how you feel
I ain't asking for no hands
Smoke a blunt count a stack, I come up with a plan
Plus I got them shooters on demand
Free Ak and SDot, shit, they blowing like a fan
What you do when you feelin' empty like a can?
You better find a motive for that money, fuck a friend
Young nigga L's smoking blunts with my friends
Going home to no food helped me become my own man
[Chorus]
All my niggas real in the field
Shit get real, keep that steel up in the field
Niggas getting killed, catch a chill
Niggas do it just to catch a thrill in the field
But my opposition do not come near
And 'em other niggas never come around here
Everyone want a mill' around here
Niggas snake these niggas for a mill' around here
[Verse 2]
If you know me you know I go hard
I know we on my fame and to cool it with the stars
Designer, fashion, bad bitches and the fast cars
The difference between us is that I won it for my squad
Who are you? I don't know you, what's your name?
You wanna fuck with me but you don't fuck with my gang
Tell that bitch they don't want you to hang
The only reason you around is because of my chain
Middle finger, ring blang better than your main
He never hustle himself he's just looking for a stain
He falling off, he lose it, he's never up the same
And that's the reason you want me but who am I to blame
[Chorus]
All my niggas real in the field
Shit get real, keep that steel up in the field
Niggas getting killed, catch a chill
Niggas do it just to catch a thrill in the field
But my opposition do not come near
And 'em other niggas never come around here
Everyone want a mill' around here
Niggas snake these niggas for a mill' around here
All my niggas real in the field
It get real up in the field
You know how we're coming
I need that steel
You already know how we coming
They know I'm coming, I'm coming with a gun
Shit, free all my niggas
SDot, Kbk, J Money
Gang
MG4L, aye, aye
[Chorus]
All my niggas real in the field
Shit get real, keep that steel up in the field
Niggas getting killed, catch a chill
Niggas do it just to catch a thrill in the field
But my opposition do not come near
And 'em other niggas never come around here
Everyone want a mill' around here
Niggas snake these niggas for a mill' around here
[Verse 1]
Fuck that foo shit, I keep it real
How you gonna squeal and try come around here
Fuck a partner, I be getting bands
By my lonely so don't try to tell me how you feel
I ain't asking for no hands
Smoke a blunt count a stack, I come up with a plan
Plus I got them shooters on demand
Free Ak and SDot, shit, they blowing like a fan
What you do when you feelin' empty like a can?
You better find a motive for that money, fuck a friend
Young nigga L's smoking blunts with my friends
Going home to no food helped me become my own man
[Chorus]
All my niggas real in the field
Shit get real, keep that steel up in the field
Niggas getting killed, catch a chill
Niggas do it just to catch a thrill in the field
But my opposition do not come near
And 'em other niggas never come around here
Everyone want a mill' around here
Niggas snake these niggas for a mill' around here
[Verse 2]
If you know me you know I go hard
I know we on my fame and to cool it with the stars
Designer, fashion, bad bitches and the fast cars
The difference between us is that I won it for my squad
Who are you? I don't know you, what's your name?
You wanna fuck with me but you don't fuck with my gang
Tell that bitch they don't want you to hang
The only reason you around is because of my chain
Middle finger, ring blang better than your main
He never hustle himself he's just looking for a stain
He falling off, he lose it, he's never up the same
And that's the reason you want me but who am I to blame
[Chorus]
All my niggas real in the field
Shit get real, keep that steel up in the field
Niggas getting killed, catch a chill
Niggas do it just to catch a thrill in the field
But my opposition do not come near
And 'em other niggas never come around here
Everyone want a mill' around here
Niggas snake these niggas for a mill' around here