Текст песни Justin Fields - Extended - Ron E Polo

Feeling like number one
I think this another 1

Just another day in the life on the mic
They be like bro real
Call it as I seen it
Growing up
When's it's hot
People got no chill
When the beat drop
And the money come out
Girls rush in heels
I was on High, no lie
Got fried like the Eddie George Grill
Young n Straight killas
I seen off of shady lane nicca
Came along way
I was feeling like Wayne
No pay but let's make a deal
You can run the clock on the block
Game over No QB Kneel
My niccas in The Bus
Not playing with yall
They Just in Fields

Whoa
Whoa, Whoa
I'm feeling like number one
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
I think this another one
People get bucked in they shoes
No rules
Most Niccas don't play
Every Saturday
If I stay in my lane
That's college game day
Ay

Just another day in the life on the mic
They be like bro real
Call it as I seen it
Growing up
When's it's hot
People got no chill
When the beat drop
And the money come out
Girls rush in heels
I was on High, no lie
Got fried like the Eddie George Grill
Young n Straight killas
I seen off of shady lane nicca
Came along way
I was feeling like Wayne
No pay but let's make a deal
You can run the clock on the block
Game over No QB Kneel
My niccas in The Bus
Not playing with yall
They Just in Fields

Put me anywhere in the world
With my girl
I won't come back broke
Got it for the low in LA for the Niccas who want that smoke
Mirror Lake wet
When a nicca jump in
She'll come back soak
It's so cold in the D
Wintertime in The O
Make you run ya coat
Like Casper the ghost
My new rapping approach
I don't walk, Im a float
In the Blow city days
Man, I used to call Keys
Nicca had that that dope
Still
Screaming RIP
Man I wish I called Steve
When he had that rope
I was a dog in the south
In the O this year
I'll become that Goat

Yo
Just another day in the life on the mic
They be like bro real
Call it as I seen it
Growing up
When's it's hot
People got no chill
When the beat drop
And the money come out
Girls rush in heels
I was on High, no lie
Got fried like the Eddie George Grill
Young n Straight killas
I seen off of shady lane nicca
Came along way
I was feeling like Wayne
No pay but let's make a deal
You can run the clock on the block
Game over No QB Kneel
My niccas in The Bus
Not playing with yall
They Just in Fields

Whoa
Whoa, Whoa
I'm feeling like number one
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
I think this another one
People get bucked in they shoes
No rules
Most Niccas don't play
Every Saturday
If I stay in my lane
That's college game day
Ay

Just another day in the life on the mic
They be like bro real
Call it as I seen it
Growing up
When's it's hot
People got no chill
When the beat drop
And the money come out
Girls rush in heels
I was on High, no lie
Got fried like the Eddie George Grill
Young n Straight killas
I seen off of shady lane nicca
Came along way
I was feeling like Wayne
No pay but let's make a deal
You can run the clock on the block
Game over No QB Kneel
My niccas in The Bus
Not playing with yall
They Just in Fields