Lookin Through The Scope

[Verse 1: Chris Travis] Most of the motherfucking days keep me saved up Smoking out the pound Tryna increase the pay cuts Riding through ya town Won't chill See you later Headed to the next city Bitch like a mayor Nigga's hit me up tellin' me I'm the savior Of the rap game She a ho Can't save her Niggas gettin fucked just by signing on the papers Do it on your own Nigga do yourself a favor I'ont really give a fuck about none of you haters I'll ask you in a second [?] Niggas talk down and they still imitate ya That's why I don't speak on a nigga till I meet ya Nigga I be speaking to the people I am preachin Don't get caught in the middle of ya meeting [?] Good evening Get rich alone I don't need no agreements Is the bitch alone That's a lie Cuz she creepin Come into my home to the public Its a secret Bout to be the summer But I run every season Bars get stuck in your head like semen Coming out ya mouth now you got my demeanor [Verse 2: Chris Travis] Aye Water on the speaker Riding in the drop In an engine full of demons Niggas keep talking about the muhfuking greening Nigga where your green at Say you gone score Lil nigga where your team at Juicy couture Might buy my bitch a bean bag Shoes of galore And she bad Known you see that Deuce and bonjour every time a nigga leave that Yeah lil nigga mane I know you wanna peep that If I let her go And you get it Better keep that Ride by myself with the muhfuckin seat back I'm a shark e beast Call that shit sea bass Remember in the seventh grade Niggas used to tea bag Now I'm online shopping for the LV bag Put it in the cart Ion even even need that Put it in your art You don't even even mean that Nigga whats the message that you tellin all the teens at Man that shits depressing if y'all ever believe that [Hook: Chris Travis] [x2] Lookin through the scoope See a bunch niggas with a bunch of false hope See a bunch of bitches and a bunch of lost joes She a bunch of friends and a bunch of lost foes