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 shit, 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 shit 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