Key: B minor•
Verse 1
D
G
Oh, oh,
oh- oh
Oh- oh, oh- oh, oh- oh
Top Shotta, Don Dada
Nle the Top Shotta, yeah
Verse 2
Bm
I just copped the Range Rover (a big body), with the
Forgis (with some Forgiatos)
Sippin' Codeine (Codeine),
feelin' like a dope fiend (a dope fiend)
that nigga don't know me (brrt)
My OG told me, "Put in work," when I was
fourteen (when I was fourteen)
(a narrow ro- oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro- o- o- oad
(a narrow ro- oad)
(a narrow ro- ad)
I'm goin' down a narrow ro- oad,
Verse 3
ro- oad, ro- o- oad
Bm
They tell me, "Think smart," (think smart),
I know right from wrong (oh)
They tell me I'ma get life with this dirty
Well, you would rather take a life before they
take your own (the Don Dada)
And bitch, I been through some shit,
I came from a broken home
bitch, it's kill or be killed (kill or, yeah)
I'd rather kill a rat before I write a statement
It ain't no face up in my circle,
real recognize real (yeah, yeah)
that I 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)
piranhas swim through my veins (swim through my veins)
Put your feelings on the toilet,
watch it twirl down the drain (uh- huh, uh)
I don't need shit (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Only thing I need, it just got twenty- three,
bitch (grrt, grrt)
a young nigga seasick
I was just posted in the street like some cement,
yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 4
Bm
I just copped the Range Rover (a big body), with
the Forgis (with some Forgiatos)
Sippin' Codeine (Codeine),
feelin' like a dope fiend (a dope fiend)
that nigga don't know me (brrt)
My OG told me, "Put in work," when I was
fourteen (when I was fourteen)
(a narrow ro- oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro- o- o- oad
(a narrow ro- oad)
Verse 5
ro- oad, ro- o- oad
and slimmer (slim)
Pray to God that I forget,
try my best not to remember (ah)
was born in December
I'm forever steppin' forward,
you know I'm one of the members
goin' and get 'em
Really show me what it was,
I prolly never forgive ya
and they'll look at ya different
But it don't matter, I'm in my bag,
it's gettin' bigger and bigger
and stamps on my passport
Never know what trippin',
Youngin' out here robbin',
I try to tell that nigga to mask up
G
D
We get all the bags around the way,
niggas can't gas us
but fuck the task force
Keep mindin' my business, hold my weight,
and run my cash up
inside my Lamb' truck
Everywhere I go,
Verse 6
Forgis (with some Forgiatos)
Sippin' Codeine (Codeine),
feelin' like a dope fiend (a dope fiend)
that nigga don't know me (brrt)
My OG told me, "Put in work," when I was
fourteen (when I was fourteen)
(a narrow ro- oad)
Goin' down a narrow ro- o- o- oad
(a narrow ro- oad)
(a narrow ro- ad)
I'm goin' down a narrow ro- oad,
Verse 7
ro- oad, ro- o- oad
Brrt
When I was fourteen
A narrow ro- oad, ayy
Outro 1
Ro- o- oad
Bm
D
G
A
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