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Everything mean nothing if you ain't pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
I wear my personality all over me, that's my fashion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing—

Sometimes a breakdown brings a breakthrough
Sometimes a way down is a way through
I made myself, but my enemies made me too
I hate the shit that my memories make me do
Look at yourself the same way your God sees you
Look at my wrist, it got cuts, but it got VVs too
I see Cr1tter in the mirror, I see PJ too
Like, where the fuck wеre you when I needed you?

Fuck what thеy say
I'ma do it my way
Tell me how you feel and this will probably be what I say

Everything mean nothing if you ain't pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
I wear my personality all over me, that's my fashion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
Push it, push it

Am I saying too much or not enough?
I'm fightin' with hate, I'm dancin' with love
Go big or go home, Vivienne on my gloves
Fit so cold, ice cubes in my blood

Really, really hit the mall like that
I just blew some bands, got 'em all right back
If the money call me I'ma call right back
First they mad, then they crawl right back

Fuck what they say
I'ma do it my way
Tell me how you feel and this will probably be what I say

Everything mean nothing if you ain't pushing passion
Push it, push it, pushing passion
I wear my personality all over me, that's my fashion
Push it, push it, pushing—

Push it
Push it
Push it
Push it

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