Lyrics:
keep my cool as long as the fucking grams go
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We gon'
was worth it for the girl you left behind
So tell me all about your day
Or keep it quiet if it's better that way
From the passenger seat
You're the only
Diddy gotta a nigga on some
Drink Ciroc straight shit
We at King and Diamonds throwing
Money by the case bitch
I just came back from jail
And I'm balling
day by day by day by day
I'm taking it day by day by day by day by day
I'm taking it day by day by day by day by day
No I'm not doing any better thank
a heat wave
See you passing by me in the HOV
With somebody else in your passenger seat
Living in a big city, acting like you're so famous
Tryna keep
a fucking drive-by
Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac
Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack
Master P in the passenger seat getting
back
On my precious independence day
Riding on a tandem bike at the boardwalk by the bay
As I pedal, pedal, pedal, pedal pain away
(The pain is gone,
And I'll wear it as a mask when I stitch it to my face
I gotta body in the trunk
I got one in the passenger seat and that's my day
The human animal likes
eight in the passenger side
(Ladies and gentlemen, la-ladies and gentlemen, gentlemen)
Tyin' up my shoes, I'm just tryna get by
(Ladies and gentlemen,
Cause I need you by my side
Be my passenger, let's ride (Woo!)
Ride
You and me together
That's something we should set up
A dinner and a movie
I'm
number
You can text me if you want to
Trying to play it cool, but I was nervous
I've been curved by girls who
Were less pretty than you
But then I got
to see the races
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
There were passengers from Limerick
And passengers from Nenagh
The boys
to see the races
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
There were passengers from Limerick
And passengers from Nenagh
The boys
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Wright
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day, stretch!
We gon' bag up all night
We ain' goin' nowhere 'til
you probably couldn't get a
O of every day
'Round my way, cats get murder planned
Ain't no rules, play dirty, man
Put somethin' through your jersey, man
loaded, Deck with 52
I recollect the days when "Protect Ya Neck" would get me through
Metamorphosis, now we do business in better offices
Time'll tell
golden, only ocean bring the salt
The west coast the best, number one by default
West coast, you ain't no a coast better
Throwin up the W, that's my
just like you
Takin' my time
Everything's fine
I call you by the phone
Nobody's home
We've got better days
There'll be better days
We've got
sit and watch you walk away
Oh no, stay close
'cuz I need you always by my side
Let's fly away, better days
I'll hold you close and I'll make you stay
Chorus:
Cast a shadow I have grown
Day by day, I know it all gets better, gets better
Brick by brick to build me up
Day by day, I know it all gets
the world and back to the street game
She feel pain, gotta raise her kids in the slums
Seen better days but she take it as it comes
Once had life and now
Press my face against the glass
Spend the whole day inside my head
I am the passenger
Spend the whole day inside my head
I am the passenger
Spend
backwards perspective
Your always so pensive
And you feel
Like you're life
In the passenger seat
It passes you by
So common now
Get in and drive
For once in
Hit me in my arteries had me listening to Passenger
Oh it does get better, but it takes some time
You might just get better, but it's gonna take some
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