Chris Travis
I Still Know
[Verse 1]
Baby tell me what’s wrong, is you tryna get right
Young n***a fuck around, take your mothafuckin’ life
I don’t really give a fuck bout any n***a wife
Getting [?]
Gon’ ride this bike
On my grown man shit
What's the plan for the night
Any thing on the [?], champagne with the ice
White tee with the nice big blunt full of quiche
And we fuss and we fight
Made love every night
Shit is crazy right now, not the same right now
Everybody ‘round me looking changed right now
Fuck n***a come down, y’all know how I get it
Yeah i’m staying in my lane, but my city still Memphis
And I know my city miss me, and i’m sitting’ in the valley
Need a badass blunt bitch by the name of Sally
Cause I want that salad, and I need that salad
And I swear when i’m done, imma throw it in the alley
Fuck n***as you can have it, can’t get it less you grab it
Want [?], not a [?], need a lot, not enough
I don’t really give a fuck
Waterboyz what’s up
All my n***as in this bitch, finna fuck shit up
Lemme know what’s your name girl, tell me where you’re from
Take you home, [?]
You was lookin’ at me, I could tell you was the one
We could sit and watch the stars, smoke weed up on the sun

[Verse 2]
They don’t care whatchu say, but they know i’m the man
Rap n***as be rapping, living in fear man
N***a you a damn fool, you will never be a man
Stay up here with my crew, lemon soda in my hand
See a lot of damn people wanna be like me
But a lot of damn people can’t think like me
[?] breeze getting heard overseas
Watch a young n***a bleed when the flowers come spring
Imma do my damn thang, imma get my things, imma smoke my weed, ion sip no lean
Case yo ass didn’t know, now you know fo’ sure
Waterboyz bout to blow
Take the whole damn [?]
Ma i’m coming home soon
Won’t be a lil boy
By the time I settle down [?]
‘Bout to buy race cars, ‘bout to see the whole world, ‘bout to go on the alley, ‘bout to see different girls