Field Mob Hit It for Free Lyrics

Man I use to be stressed for bread. dead broke, jackin' off thinkin about big
b___s and daggets in bed. i been a crook i done took paychecks and fled. 3
things i hate:w____s, red-necks and feds. i had this one bithch told me its 100
to f___ and $50 jus to test the head. thhuuee! didn't eat when i colud go to
churches and get a cheaper chicken wit bigger breast and legs. i ain't finna
floss checks and stunt only time i pay for cat be at chinese restaunt. ia