Jae Wes, Ray Reed - Passion Lyrics

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All of this pain turn to love when I got off my ass and said I'ma go be sum
My pops told me go back to school you'll be better off working or you aint gon be nun
But I kept on writing my thoughts nigga fuck a class beat my chest like I'm kingkong
That rush you keep feeling when making this music be chillin so I'm boutta become
Nbt next big thing I'm a goat
I play cello and sing while I toke
I don't pass you no green you ain't woke
Niggas be so grimy cold as my shoulder
Devil be so slimy king of the cobras
Protect my drip need a coaster
When I get that lint use a roller switch up when we getting older
Now you be riding my wave roller coaster ooo

You wont know anything yea yea yea yea
Till you go make believe ooooo
You wont know not a thing yea yea yea yea
Till you go make believe ooooo

Can I sneak out and fit in the booth
Nigga run in this bitch I'ma shh
Everyday I spend thousand on Ps
And i'm boutta invest in the juice
And the way I be steppin on these niggas you can see I invest in my shoes
New connect Jeezy we on the move
Numbers so fuckin low we cant lose
There so many flavors and so many choice they happy that they get to choose
Bitch I got the game in a headlock
Steady frontin off squares like a redbox
We just pull up and shootem no red dots
All of this pain got my bread right
Got no time to wine and dine none of these bitches
If the head good
That's the way of life
If you bring a pack wear it right
Cause I'm not boutta take yo life
And I'm prolly gon take a life
Then I prolly aint thinkin twice
If you broke dont give me advice
Nobody gun em believe them lies
Just switch up the clients and keep the price
Moving them bitches like fisherprice

All of this pain to to love when I got off my ass and said ima go be sum
My pops told me go back to school youll be better off working or you aint gon be nun
But I kept on writing my thoughts nigga fuck a class beat my chest like im kingkong
That rush you keep feeling when making this music be chillin so im boutta become
NBT next big thing I'm a goat
I play cello and sing while I toke
I don't pass you no green you ain't woke
Niggas be so grimy cold as my shoulder
Devil be so slimy king of the cobras
Protect my drip need a coaster
When I get that lint use a roller switch up when we getting older
Now you be riding my wave roller coaster ooo

You wont know anything yea yea yea yea
Till you go make believe ooooo
You wont know not a thing yea yea yea yea
Till you go make believe ooooo