Bryant Dope - Field Of Dreams lyrics

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Bryant Dope - Field Of Dreams lyrics

[Intro] Check me out now Check me out now Hey Check me out now Check me out now Hey [Verse 1] Bring me to a higher state As I puff L's and contemplate my mental space A field of dreams are my thoughts and my common place My common grace living life at a timely pace Any mistake, let it live, let it marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let me embrace I intake the feel of the ba** Hand-write words about the paper chase I need cash, guap, dollars, and gold New whips for hoes and a stage for shows Lines get blurred between wants and needs Hustlers and thieves, users and fiends My vision goes further than my iris I is to this beat what the kite to the sky is Moving slow, moving fast, living timeless Living on a high, burning up the finest [Hook] Bring me to a higher state A field of dreams are my Thoughts and my common place Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Bring me to a higher state A field of dreams are my thoughts and my common place Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me, let me grow now Let me grow now, let me We in control now Bring me to a higher state A field of dreams and my thoughts and my common place Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate [Verse 2] Only 21, got a lot to learn A lot to earn, sparking every beat tryna catch a burn Third degree, 'bout to earn my first one Sitting in cla**, thinking about what I become A balence school, music, and a day job Still kept my rhymes fresh like a new paint job I take time tryna climb to my apex Life changing fast, I don't know what's coming next A year ago couldn't book a show Now my schedule's filling up And my team's counting dough Not much, just enough for us to keep on Keep going, we'll never stop till we're on ‘Cause this music here comes from a real place I'm here for a reason, not no mistake I miss dates with dimes from a mixed race For studio time to clear out my head space [Hook] Bring me to a higher state A field of dreams are my thoughts and my common place Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Bring me to a higher state A field of dreams are my thoughts and my common place Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me, let me grow now [Outro] Let me grow now, let me We in control now Bring me to a higher state A field of dreams and my thoughts and my common place Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate Let me learn, let me grow, let this marinate