Watch Out For The Narcs

(album: Top Shotta - 2020)

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NLE the top shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda (Mmm)
NLE the top shotta, bitch, you know I keep it raw (Mmm)
NLE the top shotta, bitch, you know I'm Don Dada (Mmm)
Walk around, walk around (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy-woah)

Bitch, I'm forever spitting and I could give a fuck what you say
My brother tell me, "Keep winning," I put this shit in they face
A couple bitches, they twinning, they running 'round my place naked
And I'm addicted to sinning, I done did most shit you're saying (Brrt, brrt)
Ayy, and I seen coke turn to sugar, I seen sugar turn to shit
Make this NLE shit, now my niggas changing on this shit
I ain't mad about it, I respect decisions in the pink
'Cause deep down inside, I wanna see

All of my niggas running to the money, getting shit from me
But you gotta watch out for the narcs
Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
Left a nigga snoring on the block

I gotta start putting myself first, finna lose my mind
Them niggas left me out to dry, it really left me black inside
If them tables turned, you know I'd give up my back and spine (You know I would)
Bridges burning, tried to keep driving, but I be wrecking now
Before I walk up in the rain, you know I grab my coat
I'm prepared for my battles, I ain't scared to go
Before I go to sleep, I pray that God keep my soul
I think we live on Hell, got a nigga dying to know
Them boys ain't sliding on me, they the ones that's dying, homie
And I don't like informants
He got a murder appointment, hop out, don't fleet when we dumping (Brrt, brrt)
Christmas ornaments, we light 'em like a tree when we coming
Had a vision of a dead man, scared to say it's me, though
I'm a real Capone, gotta XD with my amigos
Free murders, free throws, we do this shit for Ceno
Kill like Al Pacino, but I wasn't on the scene, though

Running to the money, getting shit from me
But you gotta watch out for the narcs
Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
Left a nigga snoring on the block

To the money, getting it from me
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy-woah)
For the narcs
Scoring, roaring
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy-woah)

I hope I die before my mama, I can't see you in a casket (I can't see you in a casket)
Sometimes a nigga wonder do my granny miss my pappy? (Miss my pappy)
Grandpa died, that shit, it hurt me deep, it scarred my daddy
Everybody that I love left, who understand me?
One person that never left, my mama, since a baby
If you gave me something, I had to earn it, that shit made me (That shit made a man)
Called the police on me a few times, you tried to save me
This shit I did up in the streets, the shit that had you losing sleep

Running to the money, getting shit from me
But you gotta watch out for the narcs
Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
Left a nigga snoring on the block

All my niggas running to the money, getting shit from me
But you gotta watch out for the narcs (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
Left a nigga snoring on the block
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Oh, oh-oh