Passenger’s Thoughts

By Calez

On Too Broke Tape

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[Verse 1]

As hop in this two door

We ride to the wheels fall off

You know, looking for hoes

It's amazing what these windows expose

In Chicago keep em close or we rob your auto

Thinking of ways to hit the lotto

Thinking of ways to fix tomorrow

My grandma said I ain't shit but sorrow

No pot to piss

No dish to borrow

So who to follow

Obama didn't come back

Ye didn't come back

Man where my gun at?

I need everything you got boy run that

Go and finesse with the hoes I got money

In the back of my mind I never done that

I Probably will with this lifestyle I'm funding

I gotta get it these kids ain't never called bum and

I'll be dammed if tomorrow is the day that I'll become that

I go to school in the burbs

Them girls out there steady be working my nerves

They always tryna swerve but it's hard to explain where you live

When you don't barely got a room that is yurs

But 87th and Loomis shit what you doing

We can kick it on the porch or something just to get in tune with

Each other

"Give me a second to ask my mother boo

She said naw that's where them niggas shoot"


[Bridge]

Twinkle twinkle little star

How I wonder what you are

Up so far and shine so bright Will you grant my wish tonight?

(Verse2)

My only wish is that I live out what I say I will

My only mission is to get out what I say I feel

I only known your for a week or two I wanna fuck

Fuck the bullshit my honest is to keep it real

My city needed a human that's human being

Cause everybody me around like to pretend

Like they fucking drilling

Grew up nicest fucking village now they tryna make a killing y'all illing

What's the deal you a villain or a hipster

It's not mixture

My picture is not to depict ya

But show you how to fix ya

Attitude to get richer

Listen we all broke with ya nigga

Ride with the bros searching for hoes

Minds unclean the fiends lurking for blow

Off of Racine we ease stop at the store

Get some chips Oreos Arizona we bout to go

To this party

Let me text some of my hoes

Bro foward the addy

Party here come here I wanna see you badly

I know it's not healthy having all of them show but so It make make me happy

Got me feeling like Bill Bell

In the back of my mind I'm like for real Calez

How you gone manage?

Shit, I'm just tryna fuck on the one who the baddest And if she don't go shit the others one added

It's all part of the tactics

All under pressure in this traffic

Meanwhile thinking of this rap shit

Like how I'm gone see the jam and get past it

Seat back radio blasting imagine


[Bridge 2]

And if that wish got granted got dammit

I'mma do my damn thing on this planet to I vanish

Understand it I came from poverty and I was famished

The train was not giving me any transit

But I'll make it