Restless - Chris Travis

I bring a bitch to the party, off the shit

It’s 10 A. M, I’m in the mud just like a kid

Ran inside the house and get my shit (Bah!, bah!)

Everyday is like a motherfuckin' test… (Bah!, bah!)

Y’all niggas rest where the piss

I am too blessed

Buying you all out the set

Pull out, don’t aim at his chest —

We up at his his head or his neck, which ever make it

I never rest, wake up at 5a.m.

just to do shit

I had to make it

No sir, I can’t be a target

I’m built to destroy my opponents (Swah!)

Drop kick a nigga, Jeff Hardy

Then make sure they ain’t in they conscious (Swah!)

Bitch I smoke dope in abundance

I don’t wanna go hit your function (Swah)

Y’all niggas bitches I rip up your image then throw it back at 'cha

All of these niggas know where I’m at, so, I tell 'em just catch up

You can be hotter than hot but you don’t got a house, so you livin' on letters

(bitch!)

I can just fly your bitch out, and she gone for a while and you think it’s a

setup

Mama told me 'keep my head up'

Fuck these rap niggas, can’t let up

Fuck these fake bitches, I’m fed up

You ain’t in my circle, you ate up

Pour up, I’m poppin' a soda

Said I was finished but no sir

Can’t even think when I’m sober

She wanna fuck 'cuz I’m colder

Walk out the hood, jus' get fresher

Spending them bands a bit better

Pussy ass niggas, you scared

Pussy ass niggas, you scared

Bitch, you off the shit

Twenty thousand dollars just to see a nigga glisten

I’ll smack a nigga if he don’t come correct

I’ll smack a nigga if he don’t come correct

Bitch!

You off the shit

Twenty thousand dollars just to see a nigga glisten

I’ll smack a nigga if he don’t come correct

I’ll smack a nigga if he don’t come correct… (Bah!, bah!)

Bitch!