Field Trip

[Intro] Crooks! Yo fuck it [Hook] Field tripping thru the hood Stay on your P's and Q's niggas up to no good Field tripping thru the hood Could be at a red light yo and catch a slug Field tripping thru the hood Where out of towners get shown no love Field tripping thru the hood You need a survival kit its man vs wild [Verse 1] Since I started giving a fuck less Leaving them depressed my swag on upset Artists hating my flows wet the Kobe of Mic checks Tricks get the neglect and no Vicky Secret The mic in my hand America idol no Seacrest My attitude rude, some even call me a tool But at the end of the day homie I will always be cool Fuck who ridicule im from Baltimore Where Black youths looking thru reticules Target the innocent cause their pockets is minuscule Not apart of my plan cause I stayed in school Momma wasn't rising no fool I'll be destined for doom Before I die gold records aligned all around my tomb Echoes from a silencer i heard one Afternoon Upon a back alley Baltimore northeast Belair-Edison More shots Home invasions dude keep your door padlocked Stay calm the sirens oh here the boys come More shots then I spotted two little boys on the run Deshaun and Tavon with firearms on Kavon Whom got it from a friend who lived on Brendan Now 15 and 17 looking at life sentences Wonder what the business was? Probably over a bitch, money, or drugs That's how it is [Hook] Field tripping thru the hood Stay on your P's and Q's niggas up to no good Field tripping thru the hood Could be at a red light yo and catch a slug Field tripping thru the hood Where out of towners get shown no love Field tripping thru the hood You need a survival kit yo its man vs wild [Verse 2] Spit y'all like atoms Get ghost chills like Danny Phantom Breach security if seein' how these streets be Baltimore a state of mind for the subconscious blind I bleed vocals of hopes and mental thoughts to help cope From 40 east to west, stretching pass Edmondson village Everywhere is a danger zones there ain't no safe havens Kill the drama like I asked for the lights off Abandoned houses with forensics needing more than some Lysol Brighten y'all with thoughts when I work in the dark I said field trip you seeing lyrical physical art Riding in a coupe black on blaxploitation Will get you assassinated hope you move like Statham Jason X, flipping flows I need no stretch Riding around my city I know it the best Couple knockers riding with tints Couple of niggas riding with Tecs Yeah nigga writing bad checks Baltimore I know it the best!