Lawless - Nafe Smallz

Drowning in the spotlights

I ain’t worried if it drop right

Gucci and some Off-White, baby

People talk a lot like

They ain’t worried 'bout their own life

They just try and clock mine daily

I’m high, always throwing more grade in the swisher

Drugs that could take away the pain for a killer

Standing by my side like you made for a nigga

Why I always end up putting faith in a sinner when it’s bad times?

I just keep fucking even though I know she 'bout mine

Spend a couple thousand tryna see you with a tan line

95 degrees with the Gs and we outside

So my niggas dressing like they should be throwing gang signs

Even in the Lamb', I can’t afford to lose focus

I was stressed out smoking packs to the roaches

Never had a love but I was sure what I needed

When I got this money, it was just what I wanted

Hoping there’s a heaven cah my spirit exhausted

I was at the door till they couldn’t ignore this

Now I’m overseas tryna buy it, no mortgage

I went from VS to the VVS, now they flawless

She go to extremes to please me like I’m royal

I go to extremes to stay free 'cause I’m lawless

Can’t fuck with these bitches, now I can speak cautious

Said I always end in the bed if she gorgeous

Drowning in the spotlights

I ain’t worried if it drop right

Gucci and some Off-White, baby

Gucci and some Off-White, baby

Gucci and some Off-White

Middle of the summer, make it feel like winter

If you ain’t had your finger numb cold, you a beginner

Piling up the swisher, telling stories of a sinner but

Lately, all my patience run thinner, it’s come out blood thick

I’m drowning out my sorrows

Pour up this Henny, think about it all tomorrow

It’s never promised, you know all that time’s borrowed

Sometimes in life, you gotta keep that prize swallow

It can never be no other man’s choices I follow, uh-uh, these niggas hasty

I made the lane, they could never tell you they made me

Pouring out my heart when all my life got crazy

I was lost in these streets but this rap shit saved me, it’s facts

You ain’t hear my city till I put it on a map

If they try and tell you different, they just hate and it’s cap

Hear my old songs, they keep taking me back

Like to every time the police come and raided the flat

Like to every time the police come and raided the flat

Drowning in the spotlights

I ain’t worried if it drop right

Gucci and some Off-White, baby

Gucci and some Off-White, baby

Gucci and some Off-White