Passion (feat. M-Dash)

Dipping king crab in the garlic butter
I come through saucy with the hardest thunder
I'm out there balling at the park with jumpers
I get up gigging acting crazy then I spark with Dunker
I'm a damn fool
They love it when my music blasting
They got my catalog in Houston slapping
I write my autograph on student jackets
It's me and Mista Cane we fuck with it producing classics
I got the B-La blunt lit up I'm moving through the traffic
I do not hear nothing you say I got my music blasting
I got this music blasting
Got the whole unit cracking
Locked in the studio and everything I do is slapping
We keep it chunky we got everything that group is lacking
I got my music blasting escalated's newest fashion
I'm in a Buick rapping 7 cups of fluid gassing
I got my music blasting rocking when that dude is mackin
For real

Only in competition with myself
Execution on my mind not nobody else
Haters the same
Same
Always utter things under they breath
I was taught to be about it say less
Them suckas out of they depth
Hit up my tailor I just gotta stay fresh
You hear me coming I ain't gotta say next
Ain't take a holiday yet
In pursuit of the bag
Escalated fashion fit ain't removing the tag
Shorty told me that I had her like a tidal wave
To her ex there's no comparison we night and day
Paparazzi watching wanna take our picture
Sipping hard liquor world wide mob figure
She want that Eric Benet love
Ben and J love
Designer bag and dress on the same day love
Hard to give it in a place where there's fake love coming for your neck
I bet they will take a bullet for they taking my respect



Credits
Writer(s): Mario Anderson
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