Let's Go - Danny Brown

Another day, another dollar I make

Risk I take, for the chrome 28's

Momma said son, keep your head up

But it’s hard in the D I gotta get my bread up

So I ride '94 with nowhere to go

Bag came in, cause I moved the bows

The son of a player no love for hoes

And the year ain’t new, but it don’t look old

Should hit Northland see what they got new

But I’d rather hit the store go fuck with the crew

Ride around the hood blow blunt after blunt

Seem like a good day I ain’t seen a hook once

So I’m riding in the wood 'bout to pick my man up

Hit a couple corners probably roll some gan up

My man’s got his heater 'cuz the streets is cold

But I told him put it up because my L’s is bold

Let’s go… c’mon, roll with a nigga

Where we going?

I don’t know my nigga

Let’s blow, hey yo you got another swisher?

Light the gan up, c’mon roll with a nigga…

Just another day in the streets of the D

Gas on high and my tank on E

These hoes wanna fuck but they charge you a fee

And the work might cost but to murder is free

Pray and holler at my man 'cuz he owe me a few

Gan in the air, with a Bud Ice brew

Narco’s ride, so I took my sack

And before hop on the lines 'cuz I know its packed

Break bows, so I ride slow, slow

Hit the Coney’s cause my gas low, low

Cop a bag, roll a blunt and say to extras

And I swoop a couple hoes then ride up Dexter

Blow my trees, no stress at all

Gan in mine but it’s stress in y’all

Hit the crib get dressed as soon as the sun fall

Right now I’m just rhyming, timing my phone calls