Lyrics:
Saw me through a passenger window
And she was drawn in by the dimples (Dimples)
Added my Snap, followed my 'Gram
Got a sense of who I am (Who I am)
on across the bay
Moonlight kissed the skies, your hair, your eyes and every second passed us by
We can't deny that we are passengers on borrowed time
But
of the passengers are sleeping
By the way
You dropped your light
The passenger by the emergency exit 48C has it
I told him you'd go down and get it
clright
Um
I
That looks like a hard conversation
It looks like there's a point to prove
While your lies are sneaking round in a high-vis jacket
Your heads
railroad now
For what feels like 600 years
And these here marks on my back are used as the symbols for
letting you down
Down
Am I a symbol for letting you
the game
2017, I've got the leeches on the ropes
Swear these niggas see me and they choke
And niggas used to bang but nowadays them man are tweeting all
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
names
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Don't you know me? I'm
names
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Don't you know me? I'm
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
track of the album “Cantigas de Maio” (May Songs), that debuted in Santiago de Compostela (capital of Galiza) in May 10th, 1972.
Outlawed by the Fascist
nothing, leave them
Bare skeng talk, I can't believe them
The red and white R6 I'll leave them
Ed Hardy glasses I can't see them
So why you talking like you
by me
And I remember when I was sitting
In your passenger seat
When you looked me in the eyes
And promised you would never let me go
When we were
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
We are now inviting all passengers
Who are travelling with fresh piles of shacks malt
To come forward for pre
better if my
Momma got me aborted son
But here we are and only time can
Tell that
Right now
Who am I
But a guy
We all live
And we die
In this world
As it
is ours can you not see it
Are we blinded by ours doubts and self deceiving
Or misguided by ourselves it's so misleading
The whole universe is mine
can't control her hormones
"Why are you doing this? What did I do?"
Allow me to refresh your mind, boo
It was a cold fall night in 2017
September 17, down
generation
Fortunes were made by capital
But the new generation fortunes are all
Made through code or media
Now, the beauty is when you
Combine all of these
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches
by my side
Holding my hand
Across time
You are my passenger
I see your eyes
I can feel your vibe
I see your eyes
I can see my whole life
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
The passengers will please refrain
This train got the disappearing railroad blues
Goodnight America, how are you?
Said, "Don't you know me, I'm your native
names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your
you on blast but I saw that man in
Tears, bro you know, and I was thinking like
"He deserve to win Album of the Year"
And this small box that we are
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