Follow Me (NPC chronicles Vol 1)

Lyrics

Intro

(Yeah…)
(North Port…)
(Slide with me…)
(GT vibes....)
(NPPD lurkin’…)
(Ayy…)

Chorus 1

Follow me… De Leon Dr to Trionfo Ave (skrrt, skrrt)
Bullard St to Alam Ave, yeah we paved the way (let’s go)
Hittin’ them traps, back road slidin’ (slide)
’Cause them NPPD be watchin’ (they watchin’)
Low lights, late nights, no stoppin’ (no sleep)
We duckin’ every block, steady clockin’ (uh-huh)

Verse 1

Backstreets whisper, tires hummin’ low (vroom)
Windows tinted, you don’t even know (who's that)
Mapped it out from the jump, no guessin’ (facts)
Every turn got purpose, every move a lesson (better learn that shit)
Cut through shadows, we invisible (ghost)
Ride smooth, never look suspicious (nah)
If it’s heat, we diffuse the tension (let it rip popopopop)
Switch lanes, lose ‘em in seconds (skrrt)
Shorty with me, she don’t ask why (bitch ridin)
She just peep game with a calm eye (she'll let that bitch fly)
If they spin once, we reroute twice (swerve)
Same mission, different route, same price (run it)

Chorus 2

Follow me… Anador St to Tomaso Rd (come on)
Irondale Rd, make sure to bypass Bessemer (swerve)
Hittin’ them traps, we back road slidin’ (slide)
’Cause them NPPD be watchin’ (they watchin’)
Keep it smooth, no flash, no braggin’ (nah)
Just a shadow in the night, we passin’ (gone)

Verse 2

Late nights by the Springs, air thick (shuts thick)
Whole vibe quiet but the moves real slick (slick)
No sirens, just instincts talkin’ (uh)
Every route got a story we walkin’ (facts)
Young days turned into strategy (grown)
Now it’s patience over fast money fantasies (fuckin right)
Seen mistakes turn to casualties (oh shit)
So I move low-key, no vanity (low)
If they lurk, I fade to the back (gone)
Cut the lights, take a different path (skrrt)
Never circle where you just passed (nah)
That’s how you last where we at (facts)

Chorus 3

Follow me… Hartsdale St, now it’s time to choose (choose)
If you got big heart, push through them schools (run it)
Hittin’ them traps, back road slidin’ (slide)
’Cause them NPPD be watchin’ (they watchin’)
Cut through fast, don’t hesitate (go)
One wrong move, that’s a sealed fate (boom)

Verse 3

Pressure build when the route get tight (tight)
Every move gotta feel just right (just fuckin right)
No GPS, just memory lanes (facts)
Every corner tied to the game (uh)
You either fold or ride it through (ride through that bitch)
Ain’t no halfway what we do (nah)
See them lights? Better dim that glow (kill that shit)
Take the long way, move real slow (slow)
I done seen too much on these roads (too damn much)
Truth buried deep in codes (real)
If you know, then you know how it go (you know)
If you don’t, better stay at home (stay da fuck back)

Chorus 4

Follow me… Ponce De Leon Blvd to Tropicaire Blvd (skrrt)
We hittin’ them traps, back road slidin’ (slide)
’Cause them NPPD be watchin’ (they watchin’)
Stay sharp, no slip, no stallin’ (nah)
We ghost through the night, no callin’ (gone)

Verse 4 – Second Rapper

(Ayy… let me talk…)
Different tone, same code, I’m slidin’ too (sound effects, gun shots)
He mapped the route, I just follow through (fuckin focused)
Eyes wide, I don’t miss a thing (I ani't missing shit)
Every corner got tension it bring (uh)
If it’s heat, I stay ten steps ahead (way the fuck ahead)
Play it cool, never movin’ scared (who's scared?)
Same roads but a different pace (skrrt)
I bring pressure, he keep it laced (what's in this shit?)
Double back? Nah, that’s a no-go (nope)
Keep it forward, that’s the code we know (real)
If it’s silent, that’s when it’s loud (listen)
We don’t move sloppy in this town (never)
North Port nights, yeah we locked in (locked)
Every move got a meaning behind it (facts)
If you ridin’, better ride it right (50 round drum)
Or get lost in the dark of the night (gone)

[Outro)

(Follow me…)
(Skrrt…)
(North Port…)
(Stay low…)
(Yeah…)