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Passion
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Passion was released on December 5, 2025 by South Coast Entertainment as a part of the album Passion - Single
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Release DateDecember 5, 2025
LabelSouth Coast Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jose G Laureano
Jose G Laureano
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jose G Laureano
Jose G Laureano
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jose G Laureano
Jose G Laureano
Producer

Lyrics

Thumbs bleading from the paper, I shuffle and count
Vacuum seal up in a safe and the rest in accounts
Clean trace, but it's triple the system amount
Nothin' better when you moving the money around
Collect the check, I move it quick, how I get it and go
I hit the bank, I'm pullin' up like it's my second home
In through the back right to the safe like it's another throne
Back out the back, I'm pullin' off while I'm puffin' on strong
Something simple when you really out here tryna get it
Another day, another blessing, I'm healing my spirit
I ask the Lord to give me grace when it's time to go visit
Day to day, living great till it's time for my ticket
Got a different demeanor, leave the suits at the cleaners
Do a couple of features, cop a couple of sneakers
Make sure my momma good, make sure my pops straight
I slide with my brothers anytime on this crusade
Cold winters, Long nights
Working 12 to 12, but my pockets reaching heights
Born Sinner, Dark Times
Focus on your journey and let God give you the signs
Cold winters, long nights
Working 12 to 12, but my pockets reaching heights
Born Sinner, Dark Times
Focus on your journey and let God give you the signs
Rose gold solid on my wrist, this shit expensive times
I built my status off assists, I'm scoring when I'm chucking dimes
I'm rocking like I'm K.I.S.S, but I speak passion in these different lines
I put you in abyss and reminisce about a different time
My manifested moments turn my passion into dollars
I ain't get it from a school, but I'm still learning like a scholar
I done grew without a father in a house, I still honor
All my morals since a toddler, you gone watch me pop my collar
They tryna catch me where I'm at, I'm on the road I invented
I got a trunk full of packs, hope I don't get apprehended
My dog still hustle the trap, but he move like the Senate
A couple thousand on a Lac, all black windows tinted
I'm whipping 88 Chevy SS, on some 22s
All black base, red trim with some gold shoes
Big bass hit the trunk, you know I'm catching all the views
My shorty on the side, Chanel purse with a deuce-deuce
Cold winters, Long nights
Working 12 to 12, but my pockets reaching heights
Born Sinner, Dark Times
Focus on your journey and let God give you the signs
Cold winters, long nights
Working 12 to 12, but my pockets reaching heights
Born Sinner, Dark Times
Focus on your journey and let God give you the signs
Written by: Jose G Laureano
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