Opening Statement Lyrics

If you're doing something like this for the money you're doing it for the wrong reason

Yeah you do it with passion in your heart

I love what I'm doing so I do it

I wanna spend more time with my family

Take my girl on a trip to Miami

Netflix and chill in my jammies

Instead I'm writing songs tryna win a Grammy

The crime of passion this my opening statement

Persistence discipline dedication

Independent freedom liberation

Ambition and organization

Motivated so motivated

Activated yeah I'm active ain't it

A shame how they hate it

Cause I'm so freshman my flow graduated

I just skipped a semester

They want to give me the electric chair

My sentences so hard

It's like I'm behind bars for a hundred years

Life's simple but I'm complicated

Rough surface my foundation

Smoothed it out then I built it up

Through the roof no ceilings bruh

Never satisfied I ain't get enough

Turn tragedy into triumph

Go harder nigga try umph

Try uh try uh

Yo

Turn pain into passion

I was serious and they was laughing

I was cashing out now I'm cashing in

I drop shit they picked it apart then told me that it's not good enough

I done washed my hands man I'm done with this Nigga God bless and good luck yo

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Crime of passion it's my opening statement

Keep going

Keep going

Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah

Everybody watching but I ain't nervous

Everybody watching I did it on purpose

Made myself uncomfortable

Leave me alone I got work to do

Love them all only trust a few

Make music I need something to do

Who cares if a nigga don't like you

That beef expensive it's Wagyu

What point do I have to prove

Done done it all don't make me act a fool

I am whatever you say I am

I be that nigga that's you

Zoning out beats to listen to

Right hand raised to the roof

Do you swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth yes

I do

Bitch I can never be complacent

Think about the time that you wasted

Could be making moves instead you complaining

Whether right or wrong they go hate regardless That's the crime of passion

Yeah I did what I did and I did it how I did it

Better bow your head like this karate how I kick it Yeah kick it like I got a gee on

Kick it like I was Fei Long

It's Big Pay Big Vics the Big V nigga Vlone

Eddie V's or the Ocean Prime

Mobbed up sea roach and wine

I got the juice bitch lemon and lime

Through rhythm and rhyme till the end of the time

I shine

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Crime of passion it's my opening statement

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Send the hit yeah I got cha dawg

In the back with the boss playing bocce ball

Made men

A couple other guys

The crime of passion bitch I'm organized

Sniper rifle by the suit and ties

See the hurt the pain in my eyes

Heavy burden on me like a boulder

So much weight on my shoulders damn

Uh

So much weight on my fucking back

But the wait is over and I'm fucking back

Maybach in the fucking back

Got a bad bitch fucker from the back

I be fucking her and she be fucking back

If you took respect I want it fucking back

You too close move fucking back

Bitch I'm going forward never fucking back

King bitch not fucking Bach

Take risks that's a fucking bet yeah

Close my eyes and I see the sun

Open my eyes and I feel the rain

When I blink I see lightning bolts

I'm a genius bitch people slow

Tell the racist police that them cases was brief Started thinking and writing and making a beat

No evil to hear no evil to see

No evil to feel no evil to speak

No evil believe that I stick to the G code G code for my people people