Opening Statement

(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) (Yeah, 'cause 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 fresh, man, 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 (whoo) I drop shit, and 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 (go), keep going (go) Keep going (go), keep going (go) Crime of Passion, it's my opening statement Keep going (go), keep going (go) Bah, bah-bah, bah, bah-bah, bah Everybody watching, but I ain't nervous Everybody watching, I did it on purpose Made myself uncomfortable (yeah) Leave me alone, I got work to do (whoo) Love them all, I 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 (huh) Think about the time that you wasted (huh) Could be making moves, instead, you complaining (yeah) Whether right or wrong, they gon' 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 gi on Kick it like I was Fei Long (yeah) It's big pay, big vic's, 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 'til the end of the time, I shine Keep going (go), keep going (go) Keep going (go), keep going (go) Crime of Passion, it's my opening statement Keep going (go), keep going (go) Keep going (go), keep going Send the hit, yeah, I got ya dawg In the back with the boss playing bocce ball Made men, a couple other guys 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, fuck her from the back I be fucking her and she be fucking back If you took respect, I want it fucking back (yeah) You too close, move fucking back Bitch, I'm going forward, never fucking back King, bitch, but 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