This is a song about "In a field"

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

Well baby bot there ain't no question

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel