Passion

Why the fuck
Niggas be saying
That we ain't gon make it
They don't know our last names
It always be randoms that talk and be hating
It be close ones that start acting shady
Can't relate to no one
My mindset be crazy
I think about shit that I shouldn't
I kept it real I don't know why they couldn't (NO)
If I could take my ex bitch back I wouldn't (NOPE)
GOD knows I speak faxxx I won't cap if I've done it
Still in the trap
Serving grams of the chronic
Ain't talking bout grass talkin
Exotic dabs
Used to dap up the homie that worked at the county
Would cry and would laugh
Good times in the past
Used to go out with a bitch that was thuggie
It didn't last I could tell she ain't love me
In class I was always a druggie
Still passed
Ain't get a cap and gown
Didn't do the walk
Only walking when I'll walk to the park
Stay reminiscing when the sky be dark
Ain't a dog don't bark
Ima wolf I woooo
Shout pop smoke Rest In Peace
If you see my grandma tell her that I love her too
Feel like Peter Parker rocking red and blue
Feel like Optimus I can never lose

I got bruises all over my heart
Fr I'm scared
Making it out of the struggle be hard
Gatta keep grinding and have faith in GOD
It be impossible to not think to quit
But just play part
Play your moves smart
Do this with passion with love this my art
Invested good money in moving the carts
I made good money just look at the charts

Used to take bars
Ain't have a car
Didn't think music would take me this far
Tryna make money I came from the ugly
Don't care bout the fame but they made me a star
Short on the rent every month was intense
What if one day they kicked us out
Woulda been hard
Pray everyday
And I put that on GOD
I'm here to stay
Every since elementary
So many would hate
No one but mom ever thought I'll be great
I started ballin like Kobe at 8
Shoutout to Kobe
24 is the day
I wifed the baddest
Don't care what they say
She got a fattie
Treats me like daddy
Like Jas and Aladdin
Had to make her babe
We'll be alright GOD KNOWS
We'll be okay
Straight from the top
I came straight from bottom
Made it to the top
I kept focus and faith
In school sold candy
Both drugs and worlds finest
They call me your highness or they call me fake
Didn't take some to the top
They was negative still making sure all their shit getting paid
Grind till I get what I want
Take no breaks
So much I have lost but so much I have gained
I had it all at one point
Saw the people around watch everything go down the drain
I had to do something bout all my issues
Stay focused
No whip but I stayed in my lane
Really had nothing
Once brought the whole gang to my crib
They'll tell you I had nun to my name
Messy and poor how I lived every day
Now we pull up black on black on the wraith

I got bruises all over my heart
Fr I'm scared
Making it out of the struggle be hard
Gatta keep grinding and have faith in GOD
It be impossible to not think to quit
But just play part
Play your moves smart
Do this with passion with love this my art
Invested good money in moving the carts
I made good money just look at the charts

(Do It, Do It)



Credits
Writer(s): Dimas Henriquez
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