Twilight Chris Travis
"Twilight" by Chris Travis, released in 2016, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of introspection, ambition, and the struggles of life. The lyrics convey a sense of navigating through darkness while seeking success and self-identity. Unique musical elements include atmospheric beats and melodic flows, creating a reflective vibe. The song resonates with listeners facing similar challenges, contributing to its cultural relevance in the modern hip-hop scene.
[Chorus]
Big moves I ain't even gotta talk right
I'm in my life mother fuck the spotlight
Fuck your pussy, baby, tell me what your heart like
Bought a bitch on the net like it's Twilight
These niggas I neglect I do not like
I don't listen to you music I [?]
Waterboyz, bitch, we on it like a copyright
I need an O and a P can you copy, aight
[Verse 1]
I'mma go, can you go, need to know, bitch
Make it blow, on the low, keep it focused
You my nigga, kept it true, I let you hold 'dis
You my bitch, kept it loyal, now we glowing
Fuck the lame niggas I don't really hang wit' 'em
Say my name, nigga, beat him on the same, nigga
I'mma lane switcher can't stay in one lane, nigga
[?] 'cause my mind quicker
New bitch thicker, old bitch don't remember
I'mma baby from the winter, born in December
Bitch I'm cold and I'm hot at the same time
She was trying get with me since they made Vines
Put a hold on her, lemme' get the cold on 'em
I can't fold on em, [?] on 'em
You a slow runner, nigga, I'm a pro gunner
I ain't talking to nobody I ain't know nothing
I ain't know nothing, I ain't know nothing
Came back and I'm loaded, it's a close run
I don't show nothing, I don't hold nothing
Big moves I ain't even gotta talk right
I'm in my life mother fuck the spotlight
Fuck your pussy, baby, tell me what your heart like
Bought a bitch on the net like it's Twilight
These niggas I neglect I do not like
I don't listen to you music I [?]
Waterboyz, bitch, we on it like a copyright
I need an O and a P can you copy, aight
[Verse 1]
I'mma go, can you go, need to know, bitch
Make it blow, on the low, keep it focused
You my nigga, kept it true, I let you hold 'dis
You my bitch, kept it loyal, now we glowing
Fuck the lame niggas I don't really hang wit' 'em
Say my name, nigga, beat him on the same, nigga
I'mma lane switcher can't stay in one lane, nigga
[?] 'cause my mind quicker
New bitch thicker, old bitch don't remember
I'mma baby from the winter, born in December
Bitch I'm cold and I'm hot at the same time
She was trying get with me since they made Vines
Put a hold on her, lemme' get the cold on 'em
I can't fold on em, [?] on 'em
You a slow runner, nigga, I'm a pro gunner
I ain't talking to nobody I ain't know nothing
I ain't know nothing, I ain't know nothing
Came back and I'm loaded, it's a close run
I don't show nothing, I don't hold nothing
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