Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

Poplar

I ain't worried bout shit cause I already done it

Niggas get a couple fans and they start actin' funny

Used to Nextel chirp; tell my momma I love her

Now my iphone filled with some women; no love em

Now my shit straight boomin' 2012 in memphis

Call it straight flight cause they send it cali to michigan

I done been thru the hood; I done been in the mansion

But this shit can never change when I already did it

Swervin on the e-way, mane my niggas we livin'

Yeah we popular, we popular, and already bigger

Bitches wanna talk to us take a memory, no picture

Niggas wanna hate and all but that make me no different

Yeah the paper stackin' tall and we get it like tissue

Out up out my highschool, blew up, no I don't miss you

Better keep my mind right, bitches fuck up ya mental

Niggas want a sound byte, get ya fuck with some [?]

I don't play my cards right, I just beep out my lungs

Pull a license to kill if you ever run on me

Keep my knees right on me, Keep my trees tight homie

Only baggin up my shit, when I'm seein' right homie

I don't play my cards right, I just beep out my lungs

Pull a license to kill if you ever run on me

Keep my knees right on me, Keep my trees tight homie

Only baggin up my shit, when I'm seein' right homie

Niggas say it fresh, niggas know how I live

2011 upset but I [?]

Baby girl want it but she can't even ride it

All that ass from the back shawty can't even hide it

Used to smoke in the back, of my momma to hide it

Now I smoke in her face and I can't even hide it

But she know I'ma get it yeah her son is a prophet

Motherfucka rap game, rap niggas can't stop us

Can't stop us... can't stop us...

I'm making music, doin' shows, this for us ya know

Yeah a lot of niggas rap, but a lot ain't got flows

And they ain't got no heart, don't know where to start

I was lost at a time, had to dive in my heart

Mane my music my art, Mane my music my heart

Then I dove in her water, and it made me a shark

And I never been friendly I'm just socially awk

Bitches socially poppin', trying to blow up a [?]

I'm a come back baby just wait for me long

I don't run back baby get the fuck out my phone

Lightin' up a plane, and you already know

365 days I'ma pop me some more

Lightin' up a plane, and you already know

365 days I'ma pop me some more