Papi gucci bitch! (Papi gucci bitch)
I worked hard for the things I wouldn't miss
I worked hard for the moment in the coulisse
I worked hard to become someone to meet
But I worked harder so your girlfriend listens to my beats!
Passion became so underrated
What can you do when all your projects are fadin'
All we do is spending our life chasing money
Go ahead f*ck your job and let's do it!
What's the point of working all the time?
If at the end all you've earned is paid overtime (What)
They keep seeking the same shit (Ay)
Money, drugs, fame, and all these bullshits
Now these bad boys still working in the mall
While we're out here having boxes ten feet tall (What, ay)
They work hard to finally get their bm's
While I'm out here burning 'em down getting dm's
I can't wait to be on Forbes mag cover
While I'm waiting for drake to be my own opener
Can't deny my life is poppin' (Oh)
Don't worry baby, LA that's where I'm moving ay (Ay)
Never gonna turn my back from where I'm from
Montreal the city of vice whatever may come
I may not have growth in the streets
But I do know how to make your songs look like some shitty beats
I worked hard for the things I wouldn't miss
I worked hard for the moment in the coulisse (Skr-skr)
I worked hard to become someone to meet
But I worked harder so your girlfriend listens to my beats!
Passion became so underrated
What can you do when all your projects are fadin'
All we do is spending our life chasing money
Go ahead f*ck your job and let's do it!
Bad decisions can follow you for a lifetime
Seeking having nothing to worry about but time
We're all dying but let's make it worth (Ay)
We ain't here to spend our lives livin' in the dirt
Money is the only thing really running society
Keep working for a salary but can't get out of poverty
Life is not about being lucky
It's all about the choices you made to feel the milli (Ay)
We all born with the same options
We can go to waste our time or get in action (Ay-ay)
In ten years from now all this will matter
Cause you might live in a mansion or in a shelter
(That's right)
NDY RO$ES - PASSION Lyrics
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Papi gucci bitch! (Papi gucci bitch)
I worked hard for the things I wouldn't miss
I worked hard for the moment in the coulisse
I worked hard to become someone to meet
But I worked harder so your girlfriend listens to my beats!
Passion became so underrated
What can you do when all your projects are fadin'
All we do is spending our life chasing money
Go ahead f*ck your job and let's do it!
What's the point of working all the time?
If at the end all you've earned is paid overtime (What)
They keep seeking the same shit (Ay)
Money, drugs, fame, and all these bullshits
Now these bad boys still working in the mall
While we're out here having boxes ten feet tall (What, ay)
They work hard to finally get their bm's
While I'm out here burning 'em down getting dm's
I can't wait to be on Forbes mag cover
While I'm waiting for drake to be my own opener
Can't deny my life is poppin' (Oh)
Don't worry baby, LA that's where I'm moving ay (Ay)
Never gonna turn my back from where I'm from
Montreal the city of vice whatever may come
I may not have growth in the streets
But I do know how to make your songs look like some shitty beats
I worked hard for the things I wouldn't miss
I worked hard for the moment in the coulisse (Skr-skr)
I worked hard to become someone to meet
But I worked harder so your girlfriend listens to my beats!
Passion became so underrated
What can you do when all your projects are fadin'
All we do is spending our life chasing money
Go ahead f*ck your job and let's do it!
Bad decisions can follow you for a lifetime
Seeking having nothing to worry about but time
We're all dying but let's make it worth (Ay)
We ain't here to spend our lives livin' in the dirt
Money is the only thing really running society
Keep working for a salary but can't get out of poverty
Life is not about being lucky
It's all about the choices you made to feel the milli (Ay)
We all born with the same options
We can go to waste our time or get in action (Ay-ay)
In ten years from now all this will matter
Cause you might live in a mansion or in a shelter
(That's right)
I worked hard for the things I wouldn't miss
I worked hard for the moment in the coulisse
I worked hard to become someone to meet
But I worked harder so your girlfriend listens to my beats!
Passion became so underrated
What can you do when all your projects are fadin'
All we do is spending our life chasing money
Go ahead f*ck your job and let's do it!
What's the point of working all the time?
If at the end all you've earned is paid overtime (What)
They keep seeking the same shit (Ay)
Money, drugs, fame, and all these bullshits
Now these bad boys still working in the mall
While we're out here having boxes ten feet tall (What, ay)
They work hard to finally get their bm's
While I'm out here burning 'em down getting dm's
I can't wait to be on Forbes mag cover
While I'm waiting for drake to be my own opener
Can't deny my life is poppin' (Oh)
Don't worry baby, LA that's where I'm moving ay (Ay)
Never gonna turn my back from where I'm from
Montreal the city of vice whatever may come
I may not have growth in the streets
But I do know how to make your songs look like some shitty beats
I worked hard for the things I wouldn't miss
I worked hard for the moment in the coulisse (Skr-skr)
I worked hard to become someone to meet
But I worked harder so your girlfriend listens to my beats!
Passion became so underrated
What can you do when all your projects are fadin'
All we do is spending our life chasing money
Go ahead f*ck your job and let's do it!
Bad decisions can follow you for a lifetime
Seeking having nothing to worry about but time
We're all dying but let's make it worth (Ay)
We ain't here to spend our lives livin' in the dirt
Money is the only thing really running society
Keep working for a salary but can't get out of poverty
Life is not about being lucky
It's all about the choices you made to feel the milli (Ay)
We all born with the same options
We can go to waste our time or get in action (Ay-ay)
In ten years from now all this will matter
Cause you might live in a mansion or in a shelter
(That's right)
Writer: Casey Anderson
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