thE passioN

I walked in with a bad bitch

Louis V print on my baggage

I remember nights in the cold, uh

I remember days we ain't have shit

Ooh yeah, baby, that's passion

Look what I did with the passion

Fucked your bitch with the passion

Ooh baby, that's passion, yeah

Bad lil' bitch say I ain't no fun

Too locked in, no drank, no drugs

On the clock all week, ****, fuck that club

Proof is in the progress, look where I'm from

I was late on rent at the end of the month

No food in fridge, had to skip that lunch

No gas in the whip, **** I can't budge

Same clothes for a week, if I stink don't judge me

She in love, I know

She giving me brain like she knows what I don't

They paying me racks for things I wrote

Bitch, I ball, I can't fly coach

Seen the bro end tragic

I threw my rose on the casket

Turned nothing into something, that's magic

That's what inspires all the passion, yeah

I walked in with a bad bitch

Louis V print on my baggage

I remember nights in the cold

I remember days we ain't have shit

Ooh yeah, baby, that's passion

Look what I did with the passion

Fucked your bitch with the passion

Ooh baby, that's passion, yeah

In a cayenne Porsche, ha, damn

Last year I was poor, ha, damn

****, not no more, ha, damn

Look at this whore on the bathroom floor

On both knees like she's praying to the Lord

But the only Christian she knows is Dior

I, I, I can't lie

I can't lose, I got too much pride

Look both ways before you cross my guys

Like friction, they don't let shit slide

'Cause we seen the bro end tragic

I threw my rose on the casket

Turned nothing into something, that's magic

That's what inspires all the passion, yeah

I walked in with a bad bitch

Louis V print on my baggage

I remember nights in the cold

I remember days we ain't have shit

Ooh yeah, baby, that's passion

Look what I did with the passion

Fucked your bitch with the passion

Ooh, baby, that's passion

Passion

Passion

Passion