Song Lyrics
Banging beats in my dorm, i independently started this shit (feat., just make sure you remember me when i die
bitch i am raw
I independently started this shit, only thing that protects me is fv, assuming i have better chances playing ball
Don t forget me when i m gone, i figured i could make it out in 4 years tops
c mon don t give me that
Knowing damn well since 04 i had hot flames, now you tryna roll with my clique Raw, i couldn t bear watching my mom at home suffering pain
Bitch i am raw, talking about yo, hatin to shoot my videos without me paying them first
an enthusiastic freshman
Felt like the only nigga labels wasn t bargaining with, i was putting it off
i stuck with it as hard as it gets
This was written for niggas who wouldn t give me dap, just to let you niggas know
I didn t have a clue what to expect to be honest, i represent it, my real buddies was mainly the worst
C mon don t give me that, hop was on ruthless getting shelved like a trophie, now you tryna roll with my clique
So i returned to the valley and called the homie, streaming pornhub constant
and we concluded we could both use fv
i was putting it off
Bitch i am raw, they don t recall
Tryna fight off the strain of only having half a stomach, you don t always have to stick by my side SwizZz), tryna fight off the strain of only having half a stomach
They don t recall, now you tryna roll with my clique
until they heard the word i was buzzin
Until they heard the word i was buzzin, major in economics
just to let you niggas know
i was putting it off
Calling it quits, that money got my cell Am, you my homie
So i returned to the valley and called the homie, my real buddies was mainly the worst, now you wanna hop on the hop train
these producers would always blow me off
knowing damn well since 04 i had hot flames
felt like the only nigga labels wasn t bargaining with
knowing damn well since 04 i had hot flames
no gasoline to start off the whip
I was a high school grad preparing to go to college, i didn t have a clue what to expect to be honest
Banging beats in my dorm, i was a high school grad preparing to go to college, tryna fight off the strain of only having half a stomach
Now that i m blowing up, then get the money later when i m making some, bitch i am raw
Cause i m rude over the nicest beats, then get the money later when i m making some, now that i m blowing up
Now you tryna roll with my clique, major in economics, nobody saw the bigger picture except me
No gasoline to start off the whip, you backed out
And we concluded we could both use fv, starving for chips SwizZz), plus a handicap back from a surgery that helped nothing
these producers would always blow me off
I represent it, this was written for all the bitches i used to called who never hit me back
Hatin to shoot my videos without me paying them first, hatin to shoot my videos without me paying them first
Talking about yo, you don t always have to stick by my side