Thug Passion

Intro

Yeah, look, thug passion

Wild style, yeah, yeah

Verse 1

I’m a thug with a little passion, feelings running savage

Rollin’ in my sneakers, but I never follow fashion

No, I’m not flashy, but my words like action

Heart on my sleeve, but my fits ain’t matching

Hustle on the daily, duckin’ from the static

Dreams of the money, grind is automatic

Style a bit wild, city life cinematic

But love for my crew, always pragmatic

Chorus

That’s my thug passion, little wild on the block

I ain’t ever fakin’, real ones never stop

My style’s my confession, yeah I walk what I talk

Not about the fashion, still I make you rock

Verse 2

Skippin’ all the runways, my attitude legit

Never made it pretty, but I make it all fit

I’m not into flashin’, I’m about the grit

Stories in my veins, know I never quit

I’m cold with my style, warmth when I care

A little bit of heart, you feel it in the air

My words hit heavy, my message is rare

That’s my thug passion, I pull up a chair

Chorus

That’s my thug passion, little wild on the block

I ain’t ever fakin’, real ones never stop

My style’s my confession, yeah I walk what I talk

Not about the fashion, still I make you rock

Verse 3

Crimson bloodline, posted up with pride

Old school rules, let the rhythm be the guide

Southern in my roots, but my dreams worldwide

Crew on my shoulder, that’s the fam by my side

808 bump, trunk shaking raw

Every little lesson carved in my jaw

Hustle takes patience, my story’s the law

No need for designer, I’m the realest you saw

Chorus

That’s my thug passion, little wild on the block

I ain’t ever fakin’, real ones never stop

My style’s my confession, yeah I walk what I talk

Not about the fashion, still I make you rock

Post-Chorus

Crimson bloodline we in here

8-2-8 yeah it’s crystal clear

Crimson bloodline we in here

Thug passion, year after year