Panther (feat. Yanga Chief)

We been here since yesterday Love searching in light display Club rides just nauseate Shots down we still complain We jam We ride In high So far I'm so tired of dressing up Filing love in empty cups I'll try disguise disgust Running around drop tops in the spot In cars we can't afford Black rich We don't afford Beaming boys I still feel the heart aches Fucked up on champagne We running out I'm coming down I still feel the heart aches Fucked up on champagne We running out I'm coming down We shine just like a diamond ray (So lost) In every kind of way (Running out, running out) It's what I say when I see your face Time for memories mama I can't believe I been letting niggas sleep anytime or place Take it back to where we started In fact the broken hearted Reacting in the smartest of ways And that's me me me me, don't give a fuck if I don't come in A V-Class Don't give a fuck if I ain't down with your clique I got a couple ntombazane's trying to slide in the Dm I still feel the heart aches Fucked up on champagne We running out I'm coming down I still feel the heart aches Fucked up on champagne We running out I'm coming down Could it be I'm lost in the sauce Maybe I fucked up this love Trying to hard to be cool with these fake friends in their faux fur These people they don't know me They try too hard to phone me Tryna find love in these dark rooms with these dark views I still feel the heart ache I'm on champagne We running out Running down, running down I still feel the heart aches Fucked up on champagne We running out I'm coming down I still feel the heart aches Fucked up on champagne We running out I'm coming down