Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

I Remember

I just want to go to a place I don't know

Candles lit by me while I play my favorite song

My heart beat jumping when I hear that ringtone

I'm only talking money, I don't like no bad calls

She wanna read my mind

But it lock, like my jaws

And these niggas sorry like a pillow on the wall

My call log jumping from the dusk to the dawn

And I don't ever cry cause I'm happy I'm alone

Ten thirty-three in the morning, bitch I'm smoking

Creations get abnormal, bitch I'm focused

I note this

Got you on a, but you open

Niggas bite my persona

They wanna clone me

And ain't no slave, (naw) you can't own me

Self employed, (Ye) at the moment

And if you're trying to get it, got it on me

Wanna get it off me, that's gon' have to cost G

Turn into a boss now

These niggas wanna off me

Shoutout to my family

Raised me right and tought me

Never trust a soul in the streets

People plot things

I don't want to miss you girl

Cause the feelings start things

Bitch you I'm coming to your city

Know they feel me

Shout out to my niggas

And

Shoutout to my real queens

Shout to my city and, all them niggas chilling

Shout out my supporters know ya'll watching me progressing

I'mma keep it true for the music, it's a blessing

And I'm not trying to preach

I'm an artist not a reverend

But I gotta lead all my squads in directions

Follow as we mark off all the ejections

Bitch