Passion (feat. Twigs)

Yeah, chillin' in the basement, hey yo, it's Eddy, whoo, Ottawa, yo, let's go, yeah

She said, you're high from last night, I said, I'm high from this mornin' In the bong, seeing thunder, somethin' Definitely stormin' I'm awake, not snorin', alive, never borin' I'm pressin', yeah, to be scorin' I'm a diamond made Tough, polished from the rough man, I love this shit, I can never get enough move quick, oil in the pen, why I'm Writing slick. pickin' on a moment, gotta pick start ahead of where I dropped, forgettin' on them reasons why I Motherfuckin' stopped

Every time, man, I see the competition gettin' mopped cream got cropped, never flopped, success, the backdrop More speed, need ability to stop goin' when I see green, if there's red up in the water I'ma make a fuckin' scene, Shark lookin' fuckin' mean grind you down to the fuckin' bean like I'm makin' fuckin' coffee you don't really Want this, now get the fuck off me godzilla, man, he couldn't fuckin' stop me wanna out rap me, well, that's a Fuckin' tall fee

But I'm down for a round, so we can all fuckin' see

I said that rappin', really be the passion Try to go and work so I can get it cashin', stackin

Money to the ceiling, funny yo this feelin' Im giving out up all the orders, not kneeling

I don't follow anybody, I don't find that shit appealin' big stacks when I'm wheelin

Eighteen, she was beggin' and she kneelin' Howie no motherfuckin' dealin

Because rappin' really be the passion

Yeah

Woah

Let's go

I said that rappin', really be the passion try and go and work so I can get it cashin', stackin

Money to the ceiling, funny yo this feelin' Im giving out up all the orders not kneeling

Don't fend off anybody, I don't find that shit appealing' big stacks when I'm wheelin

Eighteen, she was beggin' and she kneelin' Howie no motherfuckin' dealin

Run away, yo, the piggy been squealin' bacon has mistaken pork on its last resort

Ham tryna' scram, sooner or later it hits you

Yo these people they don't give a damn not a care nor a fuck, no change to spare

Pressin' on their luck, I cannot get a corn to shuck so I

Keep my eyes on my own lane brain steerin' on the plane, next destination

Somewhere off the chain, on the coast easy peasy, how I butter on the toast, Ed Stills

Really out here doin' on the most all them fuckin' hours, givin' me them powers

Voice soundin' like ya smellin' on the flowers little sun, light showers, I guess I'm a fuckin' rainbow

Where the fuck is my pot of gold

Ay, yo, rappin' really be the passion

Ay, yo, rappin' really be the passion