I just got the ranch roll with some 4 G's Sippin', sippin', feelin', feelin' like a dope He say I'm not a killer, that n***a don't know me My OG taught me puttin' work when I was fourteen Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh I'm goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh They tell me things smart, I know right from wrong They tell me I'ma get life with this dirty chrome Well, you would rather take a life before they take your own And, n***a, I been through some ***, I come from a broken home I got a different mentality, n***a, this killer be killed I'd rather get the rap before I write a statement and squeal It ain't no face up in my circle, real recognize real I kicked that boy up out my car that night that I did my drill Cause, ayy, we are not the same I got murder, murder, murder runnin' through my brain And, n***a, I'm hurt up inside, piranha swim through my veins Put your feelings on the toilet, watch it twirl down the drain They askin' who I need, well, I don't need Only thing I need is this Glock 23, boom Flyin' overseas, got a young n***a seasick I was just postin' in the street like some seaman I just got the Range Rover with some 4Gs Sippin', sippin', feelin' like a dope fiend He say I'm not a killer, then n***a don't know me My OG told me put in work when I was 14 Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh I'm goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Road gettin' narrow, slimmer and slimmer Pray to God that I could get it, try my bitch not remember It's a cold, cold world and I was born in December I'm forever steppin' forward, you know I'm goin' in November They try to tax us, it's a asylum, we start goin' and gettin' Really showed me what it was, I'll probably never forget you Start havin' what you ain't had and that liquor *** different But it don't matter, I'm in my bag, it's gettin' bigger and bigger Now the Range Rover Clashport and stamps on my passport Never know what trip and I got everything I asked for Youngin' out here robbin', I try to tell that n***a to mask up We get all the bags around the way, n****s can't gas us I ain't really got too much to say before the task force Keep mindin' my business on my way, then rent my cash up Sometimes I just ride around with my stick inside my Amtrak Everywhere I go, somebody put me on they camera I just got the Range Rover with some 4Gs Sippin', sippin', feelin' like a dope fiend He say I'm not a killer, that n***a don't know me My OG told me put in work when I was 14 Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh I'm goin' down the narrow road, road, road, oh-oh-oh A big body with some 4G yachtas A dope fiend When I was 14 Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Goin' down the narrow road, oh-oh-oh-oh Road Goin' down the narrow road