Lyrics:
In these days of famine
Filled with such poverty
It seems it's getting hopeless
All that you have is need
I have good news
It's gonna rain soon
I
I need to feel life
The judge the book by the cover
They lost
For you I trust
You never judge me
You seen my dark passenger and still hug me
low-pro
Low-pro like the wheels that's choppin'
On that short bed GMC charcoal grey
So suede inside the ash is
Rubbed in both my seats
I smoke to walk
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
what you mean to me
You'll walk differently
You'll walk differently
In the rain, in the rain
Can you hear it in the rain
In the rain, a melody
In
I'm suddenly there
Way up in the air
Where passenger trains
Catch fire and fill the sky with flames
And that black rabbit of death
Wakes up in
your lil hoe by your side in the passenger seat
Yeah she up in a panic
My bros running up and blamming
Get you wrapped up I'm not talking ceramic
Get you
a martyr, look
Lace this in yo sweet
Hear the message from the start, uh
No more ridin’ passenger
Done playin’ that part
This nigga been strapped his laces
everything you could obtain
Watching you right through the window pane
Standing alone while you cry in the rain
Walking outside I got pipe like a drain
Asking
Don't you forget about me
Don't you forget about me
Safe In The Hands of Love
The winter rain is everywhere
It fills the drains and cleans the air
Drive
passengers in the magazine
Fuck nigga ill put your face inna magazine
My new gun look like it came from a factory
One in the head so thats 11 causalities
Duck
should
There'd be an issue but
The petals fall and decay
When it rains up around spring
But when you come by
They seem to sing and grow manes
miracles tonight
Bubble thoughts I shouldn't have, all the halves of my highs
Speeding by me in the passenger side
Endless numbers, motorcycle gang size
be the same if we didn't know it was wrong
Oh touch me
And then
Go wherever he takes you
Oh yeah leave me
And I'll walk it off in the rain
to ack-wild
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
to ack-wild
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
the roaches in my ashtray
Nigga slid up in my car in my passenger seat
Talking my ears off, adjusting my beat
Stashed my heat up under my seat
Stepped out
motivated by those who made it without a gimmick
Remember days when we made them plays out the Honda Civic
Tryna make paper, I'm passenger while my partner
young thug
but plese let my baby boy play in the mud
play in the sun
please let him have some fun
don't wet the sidewalk walk that he walk
In a dream you found a way
Saw your chance to start again
No more living day by day
No more running from the rain
In a dream you found a way
tryna hop in the passenger
Like I'm spendin some money
We ain't huggin and kissing
And I ain't showing no loving
You just a one night
Bitch I see
Aye, hold on
Im finna run this bitch,
I ain't gone lie foe
Like normally I walk these bitches
Im finna run this bitch
Real quick
Hold on, aye
Finna
Sometimes it's hard to believe in Him
That's okay because he believes in you
The winds, the rain
The storm
The weapons that are formed against us (I
Meet me in my passenger seat and let it free
Let cha mind relax, just let that stress be
I'm high from smokin' purple
Grand daddy got me finished
I
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