NLE Choppa - Narrow Road ft. Lil Baby (Official Audio)

Listen to "Narrow Road": https://nlechoppa.lnk.to/narrowroadPre-order 'Top Shotta': https://nlechoppa.com/topshottaTxt: (901)245-5603https://nlechoppa.comhttps://nlechoppa.com/mailing-listhttps://instagram.com/nlechoppamusichttps://facebook.com/nlechoppamusichttps://twitter.com/nlechoppa1https://snapchat.com/add/nlechoppamusicTikTok: @NLEChoppaMusicTriller: @NLEChoppa#NLEChoppa #LilBaby #NarrowRoad #TopShottaLyrics for Narrow Road:NLE Choppa:Top shotta, don dadaGot the bombs like al qaedaNLE the top shotta (aye)I just copped the range rover (big body)With some forg’s (with some forgiatos)Sippin' codeine, feeling like a dope fiend (a dope fiend) He say I’m not a killa, that nigga dont know me (brrr)My OG told me put in work, when I was 14 (when I was 14)Going down a narrow road Going down a Narrow road Going down a Narrow road Im going a narrow road, road, roadThey tell me think smart, I know right from wrong They tell me Imma get life, with this dirty chrome (get life)Well would you rather take a life, before they take your own And bitch I’ve been through some shit, I come from a broken homeI got a different mentality, bitches kill or be killedI rather kill a rapper, before a right a statement and squealIt ain’t no fakes up in my circle, real recognize real I kicked that boy up out my car, that night I did my drillCuz aye, we are not the same (we are not the same)I got murda murda murda, running through my brain (its running through my brain)And bitch I’m hurt up inside, piranhas swim through my veins (swim through my brain)Just put your feeling on the toilet, which it twirl down the drainThey asking who I need, well I don’t need shitOnly thing I need, is this glock 23 bitch Flying over seas, got a young nigga sea sick I was just posted in the street, like some cement (yeah, yeah, yeah) I just copped the range rove (big body)With some forg’s (with some forgiatos)Sippin’ codeine, feeling like a dope fiend (a dope fiend) He say I’m not a killa, that nigga dont know me (brrr)My OG told me me put in work, when I was 14 (when I was 14)Going down a narrow road Going down a Narrow road Going down a Narrow road Im going down a narrow road, road, road roadLil Baby:Road getting narrow, slimmer and slimmerPray to god that I forget, try my best not remember It's a cold cold world, and I was born in December Im forever steppin’ forward you know I’m born in AtlantaThey try to we start going and get emReally show me what it was, I'll probably never forgive youStart having what you aint had, and they’ll look at you differentBut it don’t matter, I’m in my bag, its getting bigger and bigger Now the Range Rover, class sport, and stamps on my passport Never know what tripping’, I got everything I asked forYoung and out here rappin, I tried to tell that nigga to mask up We got all the bags around the way, nigga’s cant gas usI ain’t really got too much to say, but fuck the task forceKeep minding my business, hold my weight, and run my cash upSometimes I just ride round with my stick, inside my lamb truckEverywhere I go, somebody put me on they camera NLE Choppa:I just copped the range rove (big body)With some forg’s (with some forgiatos)Sippin’ codeine, feeling like a dope fiend (a dope fiend) He say I’m not a killa, that nigga dont know me (brrr)My OG told me me put in work, when I was 14 (when I was 14)Going down a narrow road Going down a Narrow road Going down a Narrow road Im going down a narrow road, road, road roadBig body, with some forgiatos Codeine, a dope feen (brrrr)When I was fourteen A narrow road (aye, aye)A narrow road A narrow road (aye)Road oh