[Intro: Hopsin]
You motherfuckers are quick to judge. It's all good though. You don't know shit about shit. If you only knew what I knew, if you only knew what I could do. If you could only see what I could see you would probably stop bothering me
[Verse 1: Hopsin]
Yeah
I independently started this shit, marketing hits
Starving for chips, no gasoline to start off the whip
Felt like the only nigga labels wasn't bargaining with
My heart has been ripped, I stuck with it as hard as it gets
These producers would always blow me off
Now that I'm blowing up, they don't recall
Talking about "Yo, you my homie, dawg" (My nigga)
Oh, now you wanna hop on the Hop train
Knowing damn well since '04 I had hot flames (The fuck outta here)
My real buddies was mainly the worst
Hating to shoot my videos without me paying them first
So I slide 'em 100 bucks to watch 'em bitch on how it ain't enough (Man)
That money got my cell, internet and cable cut!
A real homie would've gave a fuck and not expect to pay upfront
Then get the money later when I'm making some
Nobody saw the bigger picture except me
They neglect me, only thing that protects me is FV (Come on)
[Chorus: Chelsea Hopson & Hopsin]
You don't always have to stick by my side
Just make sure you remember me when I die
I am raw, I am raw
Just to let you niggas know
Bitch I am raw, I am raw
Don't forget me when I'm gone
Bitch I am raw
[Verse 2: SwizZz]
I was a high school grad preparing to go to college
An enthusiastic freshman, major in Economics
I didn't have a clue what to expect to be honest
Banging beats in my dorm, streaming Pornhub constant
I figured I could make it out in four years tops
Study religiously and graduate, apply for a job
The rap thing was secondary, I was putting it off
Calling it quits, assuming I had better chances playing ball (Yep)
My third year came and suddenly that changed
I couldn't bear watching my mom at home suffering pain
Tryna fight off the strain of only having half a stomach
Plus a handicap back from a surgery that helped nothing!
So I returned to the valley and called the homie
Hop was on Ruthless getting shelved like a trophy
I told him how I left my life in the OC
And we concluded that we could both use FV
[Chorus: Chelsea Hopson & Hopsin]
You don't always have to stick by my side
Just make sure you remember me when I die
I am raw, I am raw
Just to let you niggas know
Bitch I am raw, I am raw
Don't forget me when I'm gone
Bitch I am raw
[Verse 3: Hopsin]
This was written for niggas who wouldn't give me dap
Niggas who told me that I had sissy rap
This was written for all the bitches I used to called who never hit me back
Until they heard the word I was buzzing, c'mon don't give me that (Shit)
You backed out, now you tryna roll with my clique?
Where the fuck were you when my signing bonus was spent?
Where the fuck were you when I got the notice for rent
Saying I was getting evicted and I was hopeless as shit?
See I keep some names handy and you got thrown on the list
That's how you know that I'm pissed, I got you, don't even trip
'Cause I'm rude over the nicest beats, you had to go ignite the heat
You might agree to beef, but yo I'm not the type you'd like to meet
Life's indeed a journey that I have yet to finish
Hopefully my career's something that will be epidemic
You'll always know that it's Hopsin the way I wreck a sentence
Realness, I represent it, raw, I'm the definition
[Chorus: Chelsea Hopson & Hopsin]
You don't always have to stick by my side
Just make sure you remember me when I die
I am raw, I am raw
Just to let you niggas know
Bitch I am raw, I am raw
Don't forget me when I'm gone
Bitch I am raw
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