Passion

[Hook: Anthony Thomas] (x2) It's not about my name in lights It's only what I feel inside You've seen my pain, you've seen me fight It's for this passion of mine [Verse One: DVS] Looking at my life I got a clear view Staring at my future through the CLS rear-view I know you feel like you're in hell but I'm here too Coz all I see is diamonds and bare food They want me gone coz I'm too close But when I'm gone they want me back coz I'm too ghost I see a lot of strangeish, but I know how to handle Many men make a wish so I blow out the candles Lamborghini dreams, living on the edge of life I'm up when they sleep, scheming in the dead of night I hear when they speak, I wish they would get it right You never said the right shit, you just said it right They say I'm so sick, don't quit But fuck the rap I'm feeling fed up of this whole shit Everybody talking my name on some ho shit I'm about to lose my head and empty out the whole clip My head keeps hurtin' and my throats feeling tired See I inspire millions but I don't feel inspired Tough talkin' on the net, I can see you’re a liar Gotta watch every single word I speak on through the wire Gotta watch every single word I say Feds watching waiting for me to slip up everyday, I keep up in everyway They go to sleep pissed knowing their kids feel me I guess it's just the life of a real G It’s been a long hard year but I'm still me They say they want me but this the real me They can take my life but never turn me into a fake And I promise to never let these haters turn me to a snake They all feel pain but I wonder what sort They say they all ride but I wonder what for My heart keeps burning and my eyes are sore I see no bravery in your eyes no more I see you moving moist when it's peak I hear no loyalty in your voice when you speak As times get hard, my head gets harder I still throw my hand up, one finger 1arda These niggers all fake, these bitches all faker Coz niggers stay jealous and these bitches all haters So many people hate me cah they know so many people love me So I take myself away from the pain of fuckery The fellas wanna take a picture, all the ladies lust me I'm not a star but they struck, well I guess I must be Fuck the fame and I’ll never let it get to me But I think all of this death has an effect on me Shout out to my fake friends who slept on me And love goes to my real niggers who step for me Look behind when I'm down I see my true brothers All the rest of you wankers I see your true colours I know some real ghosts in the physical The love I have for you people is unconditional A lot of man talk crud but they're liars We just fling them in the boot like spare tyres So I heard you did a dirt on my peoples Until you get a headshot call it equals Let the machines from your own team scream at ya Your dream chasing, I'm a motherfucking dream catcher I know you told me that you do this but I see right through you Judas Brother you're so transparent its foolish This is just a taste to be prepared for my new shit [Verse Two: DVS] I know some angels on this Earth and I know real evil And I ain't in no kind of gang, I just know real people Some real brothers, real stories, real honour, real glory I don't rate nothing till you spray somethin' They stay frontin' so lay somethin' I swear these niggas want me gone like pac But I ain't ever letting go of the mac Main influence of UK Rap, Brixton, I kept my city on the map I never put it there first, the 28s did it We just turned it up notch and brought the papes with it Brought the cash, brought the bodies and the fame with it The game use to be fun, now they just fake with it No more loyalty, no sincerity, this shit was never meant to be How can you be a top trapper when you tweet ever hour? Your a fake ass nigga, I'm a real ass rapper Twitter and Instagram, I got some weird man following me Plus I got a bag of strange gyal hollering me No love cause you all say you are friends to me You follow me but you follow me enemy, you can get undertaken Do you overstand? And I'm still under obo because I'm over man I just got back from yard, banana daiquiris With my nigga Biggz, smoking on mari trees Spectacular views, spectacular scenes Spectacular nights and spectacular dreams But now I'm back in London and it's raining, everybody shotting Bally'd up, I'm on the same thing, full of energy, rallied up I'm on a rage ting', so here I am with these notes tryna' change things So here I am, all these pounds tryna' make change Keep my head above the ground, tryna' maintain I need to be free, free I need to be So you can catch me solo dealing with my misery. Passion [Hook: Anthony Thomas] (x2)