IllMindofHopsin8(Explicit)

Ill Mind of Hopsin 8 (Explicit) - Hopsin

Nigga what the ****

What the ****

Homie I made you rich

Paid your rent

Damn right

Bitin' the hand that was feedin' you

This **** don't make any sense

Nigga what the ****

What the ****

You know this is that real ****

How you gon' forget

Who built this

Huh

I'm the one

Who made the company all the millions

Now you got problems to deal with

Man this is tough luck

See a couple weeks ago we was buds

And the crew that was killin' **** was us

'Til you turned on me

Homie that's ****** up

I ain't keepin'

This **** on the hush hush

On my chest I just carry too much stuff

I done had it

Enough is enough bruh

Plus I needed somethin' to get my buzz up

You done ****** with the wrong dude

Ain't no tellin'

What Hopsin is gon' do

Creepin' up on you

Quit your sleepin'

I told you

This a mothar****in' journey we finna go through

If I ain't have so much to lose

I swear to God I'd probably beat up

And choke you

Damn

Nigga this that raw ****

Right

That organic flow you

Probably see up in whole foods

Shiver me timbers

Something's fishy 'bout you Mr D Ritter

When I told you that I wanted new management

Why the **** you throw a fit and seem bitter

Why you catch an attitude

Whenever I question you

About all my ******* percentages

I know why why

You've been bendin' it

In your benefit-your honor

I'm innocent

This nigga crazy

I'm tellin' all of my people

You tell 'em

He takin' all of my C-notes

It's true

See he has a gamblin' issue