Chris Travis - Color Blinded lyrics

2014 sh**, n***a How y'all motherf**ers feel about that? Everytime I drop a project Create new sound, give me my sh** right back n***as boosted y'all head up, thinking you on No, but that sh** whack Everytime I see a black car, catch me in that motherf**er Smoking good weed in the back Ain't got sh** on my mind but stacking all my money to the ceiling I ain't doing sh**, motherf**er, but eating good and f**ing living n***a, don't complain what the f** is wrong? If y'all don't like me then leave me alone Because I'll still set foot right into your home And leave everything bloody with the lights on I'm so god damn cold, n***a, you know f** a b**h I just met at my show I don't even know her name, but I know she a go She having second thoughts, telling she not a hoe I don't claim that I'm real, I just thought you should know I don't claim that I'm paid, everybody go broke I'm just sitting at the top, looking down below Ain't nobody f**ing with me, I just thought you should know I'm just living, shawty, I'm just living (x2) I'm just living, baby, I'm just living (x4)