Passion

We good she won't let a **** be fooled

How you giving out pressure and you ain't never got pull

That boy was book smart, she took heart, now he never got school

Had tried to get back but no get back now he never not cool

Like a weirdo, she don't want me near yo

Say you be on bullshit I told her don't fear yo

Wanna get away I get away she wanna find me

And I brought the people, she don't care because she slimy

She blame it on the passion

Spin this block and park here

You don't come out now then we gon sit right here and starve it

**** always taking I'm trynna keep getting rich

And you thought I was making songs bout a bitch

Fuck that shit maybe I was

Maybe it's all for you

Calling you in the gym

Baby I'm bout to shoot

Tell her to count the cash

Cause baby I'm about the loot

When he told you bout all them lies

I wanna give you the truth

Baby listen to me

Like where you at I called your phone

What you was doing though

Time for me lately I know you babe who you pursuing ah

Learned a time ago you gotta know what you be doing ah

Beat that pussy up now every day you want it fluent

I'm consistent

I feel like I'm missin

I give you what you think of

But most shit ain't sufficient

Type of ting that like to travel

She go wherever I go

She do whatever I need

I know whatever she know

Now we something special

Good

Trench made

Islands all for nothing

Uh

6 days

Now she got a problem with the guns that's in the car

But she don't even care cause she know it get me far

Really she blame it on the passion

Spin this block and park here

You don't come out now then we gon sit right here and starve it

**** always hatin im trynna keep getting rich

And you thought I was making songs bout a bitch

Fuck that shit maybe I was

Maybe it's all for you

Callin you in the gym

Baby I'm bout to shoot

Tell her to count the cash

Cause baby im bout to lose it

He told you bout all them lies

I wanna give you the truth

Baby listen to me