Crazy - Chris Travis

I walk in the rain, but I can’t feel the rain

I’ve been kicking back, I’m just playing the game

My energy really not one to be tamed

I’m mentally faster then most human brains

My niggas, my niggas, we all are the same

We really just anti, but stay in our lane

I don’t say no names, cause name dropping’s lame

I see you, I see you, but not in my way

Bitch, I get money, so fuck what they say

If you ain’t with my team, better stay out the way

Hit me up shawty, she know where I stay

Wanna fuck through the night

And smoke up through the day

I don’t need placements, I want them green fa ces

So fuck all the faces, I wanna see naked

Bitches on bitches and fuck conversatin'

They askin' what’s wrong, «Is he really that crazy?»

Bitch I am crazy, my flow is outrageous

Put me on your show, ain’t no sense in you playing

Nigga quit playing, my shit is too banging

I’m walking in normal, I walk out, now I’m famous

The game I’m holding is locked in my hands

Cause your bitch tapping out, you can call me Kurt Angle

Slow mo like Neo

Your bitch working, no freeload

You niggas ain’t shit but Pablo De Neo

I hit Miami and spent us some C-notes

Then went out to Denver and bought out the weed store

Came into Cali just straight from my video

Fuck rapping the plug, I don’t speak in that lingo

The devil be plotting but I’m plotting bigger

I don’t need advice, I just need compositions

My goal is to hang full of cash drippin' tissues

Free niggas, sneak dissin', fuck talking illegal

Life gettin' bigger, the picture get different

These bitches be wishing that they could come visit

But I’m getting busy

(Getting so busy)

Say that she miss me

Bitch, you don’t miss me

Bitch, I get fed up

You want me broke, better get on my level

My jeans are not creased I’m ripping that skeleton

I tell 'em

I’m comin' from Memphis, that what I’ll tell you

Smoking these herbs, I need to go back to my show

Can’t see nobody, I’m rapping my tempo

Don’t bother me bitch, cause I’m fucking mental

I don’t take xans, fuck a bitch, don’t remember

Wake up the next week, now she gone out my mental

Say that she bricked cause my lyrics are liquor

I water the beat then I take the bitch swimming

Fuck a damn card cause I’m spending no limit

My boys get away cause my sound is so simple

Gave her the dick and my money like Meek and your shit is like bitches

Trench coat with witches, nothing but just bitches

Dawg, send me your shit, I can’t ever fuck wit it

Nigga let’s get it

Walking around, bitch I’m Diddy

Beating the floor like I’m out in the kitchen

But I’m just fiendin', I’m a great white

Nigga, you food, some 'bout it, 'bout it, chasing the Bentley

I’m Tom chasin' Jerry around in your kitchen

Bitch,

Really just full of these niggas that think that they winnin'

Causing an earthquakes I’m jumping like buildings

Sparking the issue, comin' to get you

It’s a fucking dismissal

Tell your people come get you

Try to keep this shit as civil

Niggas ain’t really gon' feel you

Bitch, I get money

Don’t hang out with

Don’t fuck with no niggas

And don’t fuck with trouble

But trouble be comin'

I keep this shit hunnid

Y’all know why they hatin'

But can’t keep shit from it

And bitch, I be gone