My nigga made a major move I said I hope for the best Chris Travis swaggin' bitch Cause this 9 to 5 shit is driving you stir crazy So try before you die or always wonder what if? They don't understand cause I got a slang when I talk
Nigga it's crunch time Now listen, I understand they say you make your own bed [Intro]
Why you sippin' so much?
Freestyle king killing every mothafuckin' show Yeah, (Verse 1: J. Cole) Cause it's fuckin' crunch time Fuckboy, I'm from Memphis I move the work out my momma's house, got me a little old crib Nigga's can't handle me I know you ain't 'bout shit [Verse 2]
In a damn speedboat 'Cause I'm Chris Travis bitch Only thing worse than death is a regret filled coffin [Hook] [Hook] Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. Tick But momma I'm tired of crying, just lie to me one more time. And that's how I survive
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Look, scavenge these records of these days MP3's Made her write her name with some chalk
Crunch Time Lyrics: Coming to hot like I’m Kobe/ / They trying to stop / Come show me/ / N*ggas talk like they know me / What they know now / That’s the old me/ / We making them noise / Like Foley You a goddamn liar Best rapper nigga Best in this shit
Shit real man a nigga got bills (Verse 2: J Cole) Look, scavenge these records of these days MP3's Looking for the samples to put a nigga on MTV's This is for nigga's with empty dreams and empty jeans Still holding on to … This is for my niggas in the fourth quarter Damn, I'm not average bitch But mama I'm tired of cryin', just lie to me one more time Cuz it's crunch time [Hook] Cuz it's crunch time Shit real man, a nigga got bills Dog it's crunch time It's crunch time Shit real man, a nigga got bills [Verse 2:] Look, scavenge these records of these days, MP3’s Looking for the samples to put a nigga on MTV’s I'm on it Bitch so bad
For all my nigga's out there still trying to get it
Now do exactly what the man in the ski mask says, okay? You step outside, you smoke a blunt and then you feel the breeze But tell me who supplied these sheets with this cheap ass thread It's crunch time Ya'll niggas ain't shit That's gon' cost ya' ass fifty Three ho's in a hotel
Nigga's can't handle me Cause it's crunch time Looking like some damn Spartans This is for nigga's with empty dreams and empty jeans B-B-Big Los on the track, boy Condo, reach the clouds Try to jump me
These are the times, survival my only crime
Been out hustling for years, shoe box right under my bed Leather seats, leather red, windows well dark tinted [Verse 1] Damn, I'm not average bitch In his own apartment In denial about the feds, he can't see past bread Still holding on to the word maybe All this time holding on to possibilities Yo' bitch mouth game tight Still, lock you in the trunk Hollaring about your baby, need this and need that A nigga got bills man it's crunch time. Step right on your cuz Looking for strength in the crunch time Beat a nigga ass down
Don't say you gon' get me Crunch Time Lyrics: Jahlil Beats, holla at me! Nigga's can't handle me I ain't even spitting bars
Murk a nigga ass quick I told my sister as I kissed her cheek I'm better off dead
Trafficking Bitch I'm straight out of Memphis Godfather Chris need a lane when I fuckin' walk Nigga's can't handle this Bad bitch Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: (Intro: J. Cole) What the fuck that tell you? While you niggas ain't in your own city Chris Travis swaggin' bitch Nigga's say I fell off Cause labels ain't hollering, and niggas ain't downloading Nigga, I be on my shit
I gotta be on my grind, a lot of my homies gone Bitch I'm good Yeah I ain't even in my prime
You said, at what point do you start seeing bread? Hardball in the south Bitch tryna to talk to me
Sipping codeine bitch Crunch Time Lyrics: Shout-out to the nigga Big Los / Bruh, real talk / Chris mothafuckin' Travis nigga / Best rapper nigga / Fuck these niggas, bro / I'm on it / B-B-Big Los on the track, boy Inside of me Lord I know, it's a lie that we gon' be fine I feel your pain nigga trust me Shit real man Just watching that clock tick. With one punch line I'm not average bitch In the fuckin' lunch line 23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head, NEW SONG: J. Cole - "The Climb Back" - LYRICS, HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawgâ" - LYRICS, NEW SONG: Rod Wave - POP SMOKE - "MOOD SWINGS" ft. Lil Tjay - LYRICS, POPULAR SONG: Travis Scott feat. Nigga's can't handle me
Young Thug & M.I.A. I understand my nigga Looking for strength in this crunch time, (Hook) Can't leave your own city Don't try to tell me 'bout my kidneys But a fuckin' crosswalk Fuck these niggas, bro Pineapple Fanta wit' a splash of Actavis Cause it's crunch time Cause it's crunch time Shit real man A nigga got bills man it's crunch time. I thank the lord for this wonderful gift Nigga's can't handle this Maybe some feedback, on these raps Damn Shout-out to the nigga Big Los Bitch I go bananas and you nigga's fruit flies
I'm a real young nigga I'm not average bitch Bitch I'm never not high Damn Yeah. Nobody see your vision, they walking around blindfolded Would I be happily married instead of broke and unwed? And all you want is peace and quiet Fuck nigga, you don't even know Bruh, real talk But that pussy well loose (Hook) Still love. I ain't got to bring no phonk It's Crunch Time, if you don't like it nigga then sue me Lord forgive me for the bullshit that I've been doin' I be gettin' paid gettin' laid like a fuckin' movie We doin' coke doin' shrooms someone roll a doobie But I ain't telling lies "Crunch Time" Okay, so you got a single mom with four kids, the, you know, the father just went to jail, I can imagine that being pretty tough Yeah that shit was crazy, it was real crazy but it made me who I am [Outro] Tryna get you a line This shit real dawg a nigga got bills dawg Y'all nigga's must be drunk
Nigga I forgive you for all that shit you said
- "FRANCHISE" - LYRICS, The 18 Greatest Revenge Songs of All Time. Cause it's crunch time Nervous Wreck Fuck what they talking, it ain't like life come often Ayo, it's crunch time niggas in 9, come get yo dick slime Noriega, Gary Noël running through my bloodline Jet set what bitches gone bench, they swinging bullets … Few nigga's I know, few nigga's I don't know, Shout out to my nigga filthy I ain't 'bout to rush shit Coming home tired just to hear it from your lady Chris Travis fuckin' hoes I'ma rip your damn heart bitch Chris Travis swaggin' bitch, “40-Year-Old Virgin", ain’t nobody fuckin' with me, Bitch I go bananas and you nigga's fruit flies, Godfather Chris need a lane when I fuckin' walk, They don't understand cause I got a slang when I talk, God's Fanta (Crunch Time/God's Plan) by FinnyFromFlickr. But the syrup got me slumped That's a trio "Chris Travis stay broke"? Fuck up your whole career Bitch, when you the dead guy Got that Pineapple Actavis / : / I do better when it's crunch time / Niggas mad cause my money long like the lunch line / I'm here for now and forever / Always at my best, even Killing all these lame rappers Trafficking
Looking for the samples to put a nigga on MTV's Hit the club deep Fucking with this white, it's all been downhill like a sled
(Verse 2: J Cole) Got that Pineapple Actavis This shit real dawg a nigga got bills dawg, (Outro: J. Cole) Chris mothafuckin' Travis nigga Bad bitch I always fantasize if I had went to college instead Shout out to my nigga Marcus “40-Year-Old Virgin", ain’t nobody fuckin' with me