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Spose - 207 lyrics

[Intro: Spose] Let's go, Joe [Pre-Hook: J Spin] 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? [Hook: J Spin] When sh** 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 [Verse 1: J Spin] 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 a** 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" [Pre-Hook: J Spin] 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? [Hook: J Spin] When sh** 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 sh** 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 [Verse 2: Spose] 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 sh** 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, "f** all you clowns," me and Joey like... [Pre-Hook: J Spin] 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? [Hook: J Spin] When sh** 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 sh** 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