Lyrics:
my passenger
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Black panther, black panther, what do you see?
I see a dream ITAL watching over me
Back nigga
Yeah, hey, can we get a little break
From
They're almost falling over you
Why don't they call a truce?
Whatever they are trying to do
It's of little use
They're drowning you in
Hustling in the bars
Tips, Jukes, and Winning Hands
Locked tight in mason jars
Bit by bit
Little by little
Mile after mile
Ridin' in Granny's Car
Bit by bit
human touch
Too many secrets
Too many past mistakes
Discolored memories
Stand by your fall from grace
You lost my sympathy
Another whisper
touch
Too many secrets
Too many past mistakes
Discolored memories
Stand by your fall from grace
You lost my sympathy
Another whisper
Another
me
Can't you see what I'm after
If I can't have your heart
Then I don't want your sympathy
Time goes by, so will I
If you don't close your eyes
ain't showing no sympathy
And this is my epiphany
I ain't found myself cause I feel like I'm a mystery
All my niggas on deck
All yo niggas little league
They're almost falling over you
Why don't they call a truce?
Whatever they are trying to do
It's of little use
They're drowning you in
Ayo, hoes holler hallelujah, how I maneuver
Passenger's side with Ruger, kinda sewer
My mind is a sewer, infested with garbage
Crime, rhyming
the human beings surrounding so help them pay
A little bit of attention
Show a little bit of plain sympathy
Through the recognition that we're one
shotgun in my passenger seat
Ain't no tellin' where we might go, what we may do, who we could be
Don't matter to me
Long as I've got
You, the Sun and Me
Little love a little
Sympathy
Cus you show me good lovin'
Make it alright
Need a little sweetness
In my life
Sugar
Yes please
Wont you come and put it
it's a black suburban
Pour up a four while reclining the seats
Bad little bitch in the passenger seat she telling me bead I'm trying to get busy
Off
goes one by one and two by two
She will say she has fallin' for you (Little games, little games)
She goes one by one and two by two
She will slowly
Damn I love what I see
Oh yeah
I just gotta be honest with you though
Ugh huh
You gotta tell me if I'm really what you want I may be a little too
Ooo she my little bad thing
On the passenger side in the fast lane
Ooo I love it when you give it to me that way
She know imma boss I don’t never
drowning and we can't get to you
All you reach for is a little sympathy
What you need is to change what you believe
Give us all a little honesty
Give me
oh
Lighters and gasoline
Igniting fires by flammable things
This is how we choose to party
So that we can all feel pretty
In our little red arson
in the passenger's seat
All these cars keep passing way too fast
And the people walking by got masks
I feel like I'm frozen while my engine overheats
a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger
stare
The time on her feet
Took the bounce in her step
She's been let down
By every man she's met
Loosin' her sympathy
No more tears
Now she's
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
insides
And the need of throwing up
I don't need sympathy
Just a shoulder to cry by
All my lovers turned to demons
Behind my closed eyes i still see them
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