Passenger Side - Jarren Benton, Aleon Craft

Greedy nigga, I want all the guap

Got rid of some niggas, now I call the shots

Benton season, I watch all you drop

No justice for my people, it’s fuck all you cops

We was making plays back at Dame’s house

Meanwhile them boys was blowing niggas brains out

Where the fuck was Kendall with the Pepsi?

These rappers turn to Jews these niggas looking sketchy

I just want peace and a billion bucks

Get my dick sucked by resilient sluts

Pray my son and daughter have a happy life

Designer clothes and good dick made her a happy wife

My favorite Yeezy album: Late Registration

Vintage polo jackets in my mama’s basement

My nigga Ned was chopping crack

We would listen to Company Flow and run it back

I used to sound like Big and Dre

Mixed with Em and Luniz

Real heavy into Wu shit

Rest in peace, Dirty, this that Brooklyn Zoo shit

Damn I miss my nigga Slow

Motherfuck the world, I’m here to let these niggas know

It gets lonely sometimes

When you travel down that road

'Cause everybody can’t go

Even in darkness I shine

Blowing smoke, moving through time

Is the vacancy on the passenger side of my journey?

Uh

Goddamn I miss my old friends

Open the back door and let them hoes in

My mama used to work a lot

My nigga’s mama broke so he would serve the block

Southern nigga bumping Illmatic

That dungeon family era that was real magic

We used to cut school and hit the Lenox Mall

Smoking dope at 5 points and bumping Biggie Smalls

That’s when I met my baby mama

We could hit the but had a crazy summer

Medusa Offspring that was the rap group

Reebok classics, not a contract suit

That’s when I got my first tattoo

Fell in love with this bitch that gave me the claps, ooh

I was in love with Hip-Hop

We used to try to sneak in the club, and they told us kick rocks

Some of my niggas turned to crack addicts

Some did time in the Feds and now they back at it

Some living in the sky

I cherish every moment

Every minute that went by

Too much to rap about I reminisce when I get high

Time turns to memories

Can’t take them with you when you die

It gets lonely sometimes

When you travel down that road

'Cause everybody can’t go

Even in darkness I shine

Blowing smoke, moving through time

Is the vacancy on the passenger side of my journey?