207

Let's go, Joe

From that 207 (yeah) , a whole new era (Ayup)
Tryna hurt my stripes like
You know Lou Gehrig
Two stepping on my way to my basement
Damn, it feels good when you live
It and it makes sense how do you know?

When shit hit the fan, you be like
"God damn" then start working for them fans
It depends where I'm going, how I feel like
I just wanna keep on making
Music till it's midnight, yeah

They see we pulled up, skrrrt
Riding in a Roll with a ziplock of purp
Used to think I had a curse
The way my luck's been
Hearse done had too much friends
Searchin', tryna free my mind
But they just tryna cuff hands
Damn, since I was little my focus
Was be the bigger man
I seen these kids take directions
I couldn't understand
But I just stuck to plan
That's all that I did
Bring my crew up to another land
And see how they live
I'll probably work my ass
Off to my gravestone
Shorty gotta tip my head off for great dome
Caught up in a rainstorm
Like I been running my whole life
Ain't even in my twenties, even, fast
And I'm so nice
Won't choke twice, that's a bet
Now I just rap with the best
Play for the cash and collect and vrrrm
My fam under
They tryna check what's on my résumé
Ask me how I'm feeling, I'm saying
"Better than yesterday"

From that 207, a whole new era
Tryna hurt my stripes like
You know Lou Gehrig
Two stepping on my way to my basement
Damn, it feels good when you live
It and it makes sense how do you know?
When shit hit the fan, you be like
"God damn" then start working for them fans
It depends where I'm going, how I feel like
I just wanna keep on making
Music till it's midnight, yeah
When shit hit the fan, you be like
"God damn" then start working for them fans
It depends where I'm going, how I feel like
I just wanna keep on making
Music till it's midnight, yeah

I was in my Nissan four door
Bet I made 'em forlorn whipping by a Forbes
Make the floorboards warped
In my Wells Maine warlord shorts but I'm
In it for the long haul
I'll be here a couple years
Probably when LeBron's bald
Oh, I used to drive a fish truck
Walk up in like, "Gonna need
A signature for this, bub"
Oh, now compensation for my observations
Check my compilation, conversation
That's my occupation me and J Spin out the
Basement looking like some heroes
(Where you from?) From the 04090
My material is strong, seven days in a week
Yeah, I work
Everyone's my house is on the beach
Just stare up at my pupils
Got that shit you can't teach
Like I'm driven like I got
Chauffeur over in the streets
And they're gonna keep it driving till
We end up at the peak
Then we looking down, like
"Fuck all you clowns, " me and Joey like
From that 207, a whole new era
Tryna hurt my stripes like
You know Lou Gehrig
Two stepping on my way to my basement
Damn, it feels good when you
Living and it makes sense how do you know?

When shit hit the fan, you be like
"God damn" then start working for them fans
It depends where I'm going, how I feel like
I just wanna keep on making
Music till it's midnight, yeah
When shit hit the fan, you be like
"God damn" then start working for them fans
It depends where I'm going, how I feel like
I just wanna keep on making
Music till it's midnight, yeah