407

I was young and I was nervous

And they told me I was surplus

Now I'm gunnin for my purpose

Take a shot it's always worth it

Man I got a million verses

Always see beyond the surface

I know nothings ever perfect

But these words are pretty close

Man I want this shit the most

Think I've died then I come in like a ghost

Get some bread and make a toast

I won't stop till I'm the goat

You can love and you can hate

But I know there's no debate

100 racks up in the safe

Visualise until it's fate

Now she wanna fornicate

With the plot I formulate

I'm a star where's the wraith?

Got no patience, I can't wait

So I get up on my way

I'm not begging you to stay

In the game I never play

I Grew up around the way

Had me thinkin differently

What the fuck you gonna say

When I pop out make it rain

I don't do it for the fame

But I do it for the pain in my heart

Is it art? I don't know

I just do it when I'm low

Is it art? I don't know, is it art?

I don't know, I just do it when I'm low

Let me sip while she roll body

If I don't get it then it's nobody

I keep it low, she don't know, probably

On the road but it's so rocky

Let me sip while she roll body

If I don't get it then it's nobody

I keep it low, she don't know, probably

On the road but it's so rocky

Let me sip while she roll body (roll body)

If I don't get it then it's nobody (nobody)

I keep it low, she don't know, probably (know probably)

On the road but it's so rocky (so rocky)

I'm tryna conquer Europe just like I was Bonaparte

And yeah, I love her still, we've just kinda grown apart

I'm on the 407, way out there in Sceilg Ard

Bunch of pussy boys claimin' that they're really hard

It got me thinkin' that maybe they're just hidin' scars

I don't know a lot, really, I just work in bars

I don't drink a lot, really, I just work a lot

Smoke a lot of pot, spit a freestyle off the top

I love the pressure like I'm Klopp

Whether win or flop

And I don't always fuckin' win, but I always drop

Let the haters mock, long as you don't ever stop

So check the clock, it's my time

Yeah, I'm agin' like some wine, 27

Like I died and went to heaven

No idea where I'm headin'

Made the beat, you know I dead it

Say it twice, you know I did it

Don't you ever try belittle

'Cause you'll never catch me slippin'

Just a toke, I'm never trippin'

Got the hope, I'm in position

Fuck the rope, I'm busy livin'

Try and take what I've been given

Then you'll meet the force

Blaze a trail, I got the torch

911 in the Porsche

I'll be spittin' till I'm hoarse

Let me sip while she roll body

If I don't get it then it's nobody

I keep it low, she don't know, probably

On the road but it's so rocky

Let me sip while she roll body

If I don't get it then it's nobody

I keep it low, she don't know, probably

On the road but it's so rocky

Let me sip while she roll body (roll body)

If I don't get it then it's nobody (nobody)

I keep it low, she don't know, probably (know probably)

On the road but it's so rocky (so rocky)