Lyrics Restless - Chris Travis

Restless

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!