With My Friends - Chris Travis

Everybody shaking hands

I’m just in the corner

I ain’t 'bout to be fake for the fucking moment

If you fuck with me, then I fuck with you

I’m a down to earth nigga

But it’s up to you

I’m the realest but I don’t need to state the shit

And I don’t care about who hating

Where my stainless at?

And I don’t hang where pussy niggas be saying shit

Hit you where you say it at, and make you not speak again

See me and my niggas

We headed straight to the top

Chasing after dollar bills and we won’t ever stop

Swear I sound nothing like you niggas

Shit

I can probably write for all these niggas

And I ain’t trippin'

Approach the boss

She telling me that she lost

Cause she say well they can probably fuck any she wants

She got me

But baby I don’t fall into no traps

I’m Bruce Lee

Kicking everything in my way like «who he?»

Who me?

I’m that nigga that you see like movies

You see

You can never be better than, clever than

Seriously I’m cutting niggas heads then I mail them in

Devil shit

Bitch, I can show you what a rebel is

Down south nigga

In the woods, on some hunting shit

So I’m kind of used to being right by the bushes bitch

If you ever need that

I’ll bring it to your place quick