King Saca - 317 lyrics

Okay, it's Saca, man
I’m from the three-one-seven
DSY, I'm with my team forever
Comin' straight from Lawrence
Gotta stick together
Cuz there ain’t many from Indy who
Made it thru the weather
Shoutout Battles, he paved up the lane
For the new generation to come
And take the game over
Like my guys who made the NBA colder
Headed to the top
Always in a race towards it
Raise it up, I'm try'na get that raise
Won't leave the race behind cuz
This ain't no rake
But will it rain or will the sun bring rays
Said life's a bitch but this ain't rape
Cuz they should known when that day came
When that guy came I came ready to play
Never hesi or fake, I've seen heavier days
Got a helluva daze but I’ma helluva player
Ah

Okay, I’m from the three-one-seven
Put the city on my back cuz I'm
Reppin’ it forever to the grave
And you can't see my heaven
But I'm headed to the top cuz I
Know there's different levels to this game
I’m from the three-one-seven
DSY, and I mean every letter
I'm from the three-one-seven
When they ask me why
I say who else is better