Field of Hopes and Dreams - Toby Fox

Long money, hopes and dreams Always be around them n-ggas wit' paper but got your own money This yo world, buy this drink for you girl You said tell the DJ play this song for me Here's my number case you ever need company Better weed tons of drink, love the way I dress, let her rub my ink Hell yeah, I'm fly, that's why they me Got money fall and she make dough I'm giving her all she can take though And you know we ball but this ain't no game no I'm spending it all cause that's what we came for Yeah that's what we came for Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets low, low, low Foot on the gas when I see you yeah cause she ready to go, go, go, go Throw it in the air watch that paper fall Don't know how much I came here with End of the night, shit, she gonna take it all See them diamonds in my chain You ain't gotta know my name Rushing to the bar, I need another round of drinks Then it's to my car, puff a pound of dank Now we in the stars, and I'ma make it rain Drown the sink Got money fall when she make dough I'm giving her all she can take though And you know we ball but this ain't no game no I'm spending it all cause that's what we came for Yeah that's what we came for Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets low, low, low Foot on the gas when I see you yeah cause she ready to go, go, go, go And all them other hoes competing they aint even coming close, close, close Foot on the gas when I see you yeah cause she ready to go, go, go, go Pay for your own clothes, fly on your own trips You a big girl, you buy your own shit Supply your own smoke, you like your own zip No leasing yours, you like to own shit So rich, the one them n-ggass hate the bitches wanna go with I'm bout O's like it's Wheel of Fortune Feelin flawless, living lawless, get Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets low, low, low Foot on the gas when I see you yeah cause she ready to go, go, go, go And all them other hoes competing they aint even coming close, close, close Foot on the gas when I see you yeah cause she ready to go, go, go, go I'm throwing money up and watching her go round and round Watching her go round and round I'm throwing money up and watching it come down, come down They come down, come down Oh we can go to my house or we can go to your crib We can jump in your car, you can see how I live But I'm still throwing money up So much I'm loosing count and count So much I'm loosing count and count Yeah I'm counting about.

So I guess I gotta... Yo, eyo, I spit like an M16, I let them all know they can Have it That flash of magic, with an imagination to match It So catch it, it's classic, but it will not be Contained In an industry man made, cause it runs through My veins It pumps through my brain, through my name, Nothing will change Don't make me huff and puff and turn this fker To flames But enough of the games, my shadow is a tidal Wave My idle, there's a brighter way, fight for it night & Day I've built fires inspired to keep my hands warm I've hopped through hurricanes Step-step through sandstorms I've climbed cliffs, you can see what I'm dreaming Even walked on water, just to be here this Evening So, here we go again, I gotta prove I'm no Magician to you Rabbit in a hat, rappers is clueless how I kick it This is blood, sweat & tears... Flesh & bone a better way A brotherhood of hope, with a megaphone at Heavens gate Shoot me down, raise my head Walk my field of dreams instead Cause' there's no way, you will march on top of Me Not how this is going to be be Lift my feet, raise my head Love & sweat & tears I've bled Create the path I see ahead {So I guess I gotta...} Walk my way instead Yeah, check it out, yo. Well he's still kickin' it so beautifully Bet he's re-writing the odds Cause he knows it's not the dog in the fight But the fight in the dog And the kid couldn't spell for shit But could draw like a photograph Fk a hit, he rather his rhyme on the wall of a Poets class Caught a flow & wrote the flavor that Archaeologists artists audio appropriator Ghost rider, flaming chopper, corresing the night Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading the red Sun horizon He just lights up the skies (lights up the skies) While running through this circus With the heart full of good vibes (heart full of Good vibes) That's pumping through his circuits Live wire, high flyer Spit fire round his lungs A war torn mustang, through an empire of the sun Catch him diving in his rhythm Rhyme & gliding in his vision Manifest music momentoes to remind him of his Mission He just rolls like a bowler A soldiers forward composure With butterfly net full of dreams hangin' over his Shoulder he says... Shoot me down, raise my head Walk my field of dreams instead Cause there's no way, you will march on top of Me Not how this is going to be be Lift my feet, raise my head Love & sweat & tears I've bled Create the path I see ahead {So I guess I gotta...} Walk my way instead Shoot me down, raise my head Walk my field of dreams instead Cause there's no way, you will march on top of Me Not how this is going to be be Lift my feet, raise my head Love & sweat & tears I've bled Create the path I see ahead {So I guess I gotta...} Walk my way instead