[Hook]
Don't follow people, follow pashun
Find your pashun and you will find your people
Don't follow people, follow pashun
Find your pashun and you will find your people x2
Verse 1:
You da man, You da man, You da man
Like bro god damn
Always takin pictures
With your money in your hand
Tryna show off and stunt for your friends
I don't think you lookin' at life thru the lense
Wanna live right but you still on the fence
Can't keep it real cause you always pretend
All that you needed was always within
People work harder when they movin' with a passion
Some people rap, Some people do fashion
Then we got, Then we got
Athletes, Mathletes
People that want this shit badly
And they go hard for it, gladly
Livin' their dreams make em happy
And they get crafty with it put their whole soul in it
And they won't slow down they don't know no limit
Cause the hustle don't stop so they'll never be finished
But the simpleton man still waiting for the bus
He gon' live his whole life eating other peoples dust
Need to get his mind right Start living like us
You can gain the whole but it'll never be enough
[Hook]
Don't follow people, follow pashun
Find your pashun and you will find your people
Don't follow people, follow pashun
Find your pashun and you will find your people x2
Verse 2:
Who da man, Who da nigga with the plan
Got the game in my pocket and the World in my hand
If ya man want the verse then me need 50 grand
If the people wanna show then ima need a hunnet bands
Comin' live from provganistan
I'm the main source for the sauce and the middleman
Niggas want war they ain't never gon' win
Must be all drunk man must be off gin
Thinkin that you gon step up to the kid
Like you really won't get dropped quick up in vip
Get chin checked, Get popped in ya lip
Thats what you get man shouldn't talk shit
Can't walk the walk you gon end with a limp
You a wimp acting like you really ain't but you is
I can tell that you isn't really handling your biz
What it is is you niggas move around like pawns on the grid
Your whole damn style over did
Hell no you niggas not lit
I can tell you niggas paper thin
And you got no heart and we know that you're not passionate