NLE Choppa – Narrow Road (ft. Lil Baby) (Audio, Lyrics)

NLE Choppa - Narrow Road (ft. Lil Baby) (prod. Quay Global)

NLE Choppa releases “Narrow Road” featuring Lil Baby. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Quay Global.

Nle Choppa Narrow Road
Nle Choppa Narrow Road

NLE Choppa has continued to be one of the most exciting new artists in hip-hop thanks to his high-energy songs that showcase some versatile talents. On some tracks, NLE gives you some shouted flows that will immediately get you amped up. However, he is also able to deliver more melodic tracks, which is exactly what he did on his latest effort, “Narrow Road,” featuring Lil Baby.

This is one of the singles leading up to NLE’s upcoming debut album Top Shotta and it’s certainly a great teaser. Throughout the track, we get a catchy melodic vocal line, all while the artist raps about his come up and how he’s had to overcome adversity.

NLE Choppa – Narrow Road (ft. Lil Baby) (prod. Quay Global)

Lyrics

[Intro: NLE Choppa]
Cook that shit up, Quay
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Top Shotta, Don Dada
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda, uh
NLE the Top Shotta, yeah

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
I just copped the Range Rover (A big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos)
Sippin’ codeine (Codeine), feelin’ like a dope fiend (A dope fiend)
He said I’m not a 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-oad)
I’m goin’ down a narrow ro-oad, ro-oad, ro-o-oad

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
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 bitch, I been through some shit, I come from a broken home
I got a different mentality, bitch, 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 fakes 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 bitch, I’m hurt 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, is this Glock twenty-three, bitch (Grrt, grrt)
Flyin’ overseas got a young nigga seasick
I was just posted in the street like some cement, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
I just copped the Range Rover (A big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos)
Sippin’ codeine (Codeine), feelin’ like a dope fiend (A dope fiend)
He said I’m not a 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-oad)
I’m goin’ down a narrow ro-oad, ro-oad, ro-o-oad

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
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, SSI, then we start goin’ and get ’em
Really showed me what it was, I prolly never forgive ya
Start havin’ what you ain’t had and they’ll 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’, 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 fuck the task force
Keep 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

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
I just copped the Range Rover (A big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos)
Sippin’ codeine (Codeine), feelin’ like a dope fiend (A dope fiend)
He said I’m not a 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-oad)
I’m goin’ down a narrow ro-oad, ro-oad, ro-o-oad

[Outro: NLE Choppa]
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

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