Passion by DQJ Lyrics
[Chorus]
Gotta Go Up At All Cost!
I Pray to god that I don't fall off
That's the reason that I never call off
Had a dream that the team was gone ball out
Thats the reason that I give it all up
I love all of my dawgs hold em all up
Try to rob me lil nigga you outta luck
From the city where bodies be piling up
I be working lil bitch I ain't got time to fuck
If you work how I work you'd be tired as fuck
But I don't get fatigued
Been through pain I ain't have no Aleeve
Been through pain I ain't have no Advil
Mother fuck rap nigga mother fuck an adlib
Since been from the Eastside then you wouldn't last here
Yeen got heart nigga yeen got passion
[Verse 1]
Listen to an OG nigga not pastors
140 on the dash gotta go faster
Really from the trenches I don't fuck with these rappers
Yo gas smoking but my gas gasser
I don't know the lil bitch name I ain't ask her
Yeen got racks lil nigga stop capping, yea
I came a long way from them trenches
But I still stay down the street from them bitches
Still in Dekalb county still in the city
Im from the land, im from the earth
I get a bag, I go berserk
IPhone looking like a Motorola, that bitch chirp
I smoke gas nigga don't sip syrup
Im from the sewer nigga under the curb
Cream of the crop, im ahead of the curve
Smoking OG, give a fuck about flavors
I politic and I feel like the mayor
Lil mama cream on my dick like some mayo
We came along way from the burbs
Im from the east nigga not from the boondocks
If you try me nigga better bring 2 Glocks
I treat Decatur Georgia like its Amsterdam
Im in the hood nigga smoking contraband
[Chorus]
Gotta Go Up At All Cost!
I Pray to god that I don't fall off
That's the reason that I never call off
Had a dream that the team was gone ball out
Thats the reason that I give it all up
I love all of my dawgs hold em all up
Try to rob me lil nigga you outta luck
From the city where bodies be piling up
I be working lil bitch I ain't got time to fuck
If you work how I work you'd be tired as fuck
But I don't get fatigued
Been through pain I ain't have no Aleeve
Been through pain I ain't have no Advil
Mother fuck rap nigga mother fuck an adlib
Since been from the Eastside then you wouldn't last here
Yeen got heart nigga yeen got passion
Gotta Go Up At All Cost!
I Pray to god that I don't fall off
That's the reason that I never call off
Had a dream that the team was gone ball out
Thats the reason that I give it all up
I love all of my dawgs hold em all up
Try to rob me lil nigga you outta luck
From the city where bodies be piling up
I be working lil bitch I ain't got time to fuck
If you work how I work you'd be tired as fuck
But I don't get fatigued
Been through pain I ain't have no Aleeve
Been through pain I ain't have no Advil
Mother fuck rap nigga mother fuck an adlib
Since been from the Eastside then you wouldn't last here
Yeen got heart nigga yeen got passion
[Verse 1]
Listen to an OG nigga not pastors
140 on the dash gotta go faster
Really from the trenches I don't fuck with these rappers
Yo gas smoking but my gas gasser
I don't know the lil bitch name I ain't ask her
Yeen got racks lil nigga stop capping, yea
I came a long way from them trenches
But I still stay down the street from them bitches
Still in Dekalb county still in the city
Im from the land, im from the earth
I get a bag, I go berserk
IPhone looking like a Motorola, that bitch chirp
I smoke gas nigga don't sip syrup
Im from the sewer nigga under the curb
Cream of the crop, im ahead of the curve
Smoking OG, give a fuck about flavors
I politic and I feel like the mayor
Lil mama cream on my dick like some mayo
We came along way from the burbs
Im from the east nigga not from the boondocks
If you try me nigga better bring 2 Glocks
I treat Decatur Georgia like its Amsterdam
Im in the hood nigga smoking contraband
[Chorus]
Gotta Go Up At All Cost!
I Pray to god that I don't fall off
That's the reason that I never call off
Had a dream that the team was gone ball out
Thats the reason that I give it all up
I love all of my dawgs hold em all up
Try to rob me lil nigga you outta luck
From the city where bodies be piling up
I be working lil bitch I ain't got time to fuck
If you work how I work you'd be tired as fuck
But I don't get fatigued
Been through pain I ain't have no Aleeve
Been through pain I ain't have no Advil
Mother fuck rap nigga mother fuck an adlib
Since been from the Eastside then you wouldn't last here
Yeen got heart nigga yeen got passion