Narrow Road (feat. Lil Baby)歌詞

作詞 : Bryson Potts/Christopher N'quay Rosser/Dominique Jones
作曲 : Bryson Potts/Christopher N'quay Rosser/Dominique Jones
Cook that shit up, Quay
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Top Shotta, Don Dada
Got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
NLE the Top Shotta, yeah
I just cop the Range Rover (A big body), with the Forgis (With some Forgiatos)
Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend)
He said I'm not killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt)
My OG told me, "Put in work," when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-ad)
I'm goin' down a narrow ro-oad, ro-oad, ro-o-oad
They tell me, "Think smart," (Think smart), I know right from wrong (Oh)
They tell me I'ma get life with this dirty chrome (Get life)
Well, you would rather take a life before they take your own (The Don Dada)
And *****, I been through some shit, I came from a broken home
I got a different mentality, *****, it's kill or be killed (Kill or, yeah)
I'd rather kill a rat before I write a statement and squeal (Yeah, yeah)
It ain't no face up in my circle, real recognize real (Yeah, yeah)
I kick that boy up out my cot and I did out, did my drills (Yeah)
'Cause ayy, we are not the same (We are not the same)
I got murder, murder, murder runnin' through my brain (It's runnin' through my brain)
And *****, I'm hard up inside, piranhas swim through my veins (Swim through my veins)
Put your feelings on the toilet, watch it twirl down the drain (Uh-huh, uh)
They askin' who I need, well, I don't need shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Only thing I need, it just got twenty-three, ***** (Grrt, grrt)
Flyin' overseas got a young nigga seasick
I was just posted in the street like some seamen, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just cop the Range Rover (A big body), with the Forgis (With some Forgiatos)
Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend)
He said I'm not killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt)
My OG told me, "Put in work," when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-ad)
I'm goin' down a narrow ro-oad, ro-oad, ro-o-oad
Road gettin' narrow (Nah), slimmer and slimmer (Slim)
Pray to God that I forget, try my best not to remember (Ah)
It's a cold, cold world and I was born in December
I'm forever steppin' forward, you know I'm one of the members
They try to tax us, as a society we start goin' and get 'em
Really show me what it was, I prolly never forget ya
Start having' what you ain't had and they gon' look at ya different
But it don't matter, I'm in my bag, it's gettin' bigger and bigger
Now the Range Rover class Sport and stamps on my passport
Never know what trippin' and I got everything I asked for
Youngin' out here robbin', I try to tell that nigga to mask up
We get all the bags around the way, niggas can't gas us
I ain't really got too much to say but **** the task force
Mindin' my business, hold my weight and run my cash up
Sometimes I just ride 'round with my stick inside my Lamb' truck
Everywhere I go, somebody put me on their cameras
I just cop the Range Rover (A big body), with the Forgis (With some Forgiatos)
Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend)
He said I'm not killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt)
My OG told me, "Put in work," when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro-o-o-oad (A narrow ro-ad)
I'm goin' down a narrow ro-oad, ro-oad, ro-o-oad
A big body with some Forgiatos
Codeine, a dope fiend
Brrt
When I was fourteen
A narrow ro-oad, ayy
A narrow ro-o-oad
A narrow ro-oad, ayy
Narrow ro-o-oad