Langa Mavuso

Panther


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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
Filling 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 ache
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
I still feel the heart ache
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 (so lost in this, so lost in this)

It's what I say when I see your face
Time for memories mama
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 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 ache
Fucked up on champagne
We running out
I'm coming down
I still feel the heart ache
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 too 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 your heart ache
I'm on champagne
We running out
Running down, running down
I still feel the heart ache
Fucked up on champagne
We running out ( I'm on champagne, rampage)
I'm coming down (Searching for you in these dark streets)
I still feel the heart ache (Looking for love in these dark sheets)
Fucked up on champagne (Where you go with this love)
We running out (Love you, love you)
I'm coming down (Come back to me)