Chris Travis
Closed Curtains (8:27 A.M)
N***a talkin nonsense
Why the fuck you speakin?
If you ain't about money then why the fuck you breathin
I got all these bands on me, lookin like a kingpin
But i ain't no kingpin, i will leave you dreamin
Didn't go to recess, i was prolly gettin some head
Talkin shit upon me, reason to take out your legs
Servin off a (?) used to tuck the tree in my pants
All these n***as doubtin me thats the reason why i flex
Man i lost my hope and n***a start caring
Now everywhere i go everybody just be staring
All these n***as comedy, call them pee wee hurman
Smokin weed in the backseat of the surburban
Iphone chirpin i got bitches workin
N***as hatin how i live, man i swear they worth some
Bitch, cut my curtains, i like it dark and earthly
Whatchu gon do boy i seen your twitter (?)
Gotta get this money all i know is hard workin
Wanna sign me imma need them damn inversements
I jus like to play it cool keep it real for certain
Waterboyz for life keep the squad floatin
N***a talkin nonsense
Why the fuck you speakin?
If you ain't about money then why the fuck you breathin
I got all these bands on me, lookin like a kingpin
But i ain't no kingpin, i will leave you dreamin
Didn't go to recess, i was prolly gettin some head
Talkin shit upon me, reason to take out your legs
Servin off a (?) used to tuck tree in my pants
All these n***as doubtin me thats the reason why i flex