What It Was - Lil Gotit, Future

Ayy, yeah

I sip out the cup, it ain’t driving me crazy (Damn)

This shit I took up, it ain’t making me lazy

I pop me one up and I keep going crazy

I’m filling it up and I keep going brazy

Man, I’m just a hood baby

I done came out the gutter, I came out the street

Got my dawg off the leash, got a cutter on me

I been drinking on mud and they crucify me

But I’m staying a thug, yeah

Stepping in Gucci, I’m stayin' down ten toes, yeah

I came from the dirty, I’m turning it all into gold

Anytime you come from out of the trenches

You get it, you go and get paid

Had to go out and shake it, I stood in the rain for it, yeah

Had to put them diamonds in my ring

Had to put my niggas on game

Ain’t never gon' change up

I’m going outta sight

Hit the bullseye

I been down bad in the field with no clicks barely gettin' by

Came up from nothin' and when I progressed my niggas can’t look in my eyes

Like you don’t feel my pain no more

All them times I was broke, had to go on them licks, man, you forgot it

Made a nigga heart more cold

I done missed out on love, yeah, it could be the drugs, yeah

Gettin' it in, I’m a hood baby, maybe that’s what it was, yeah

Bitch, I could get down you know what I does

My dead presidents in quarantine

Have a trap on Conley cooking nosebleed

Walking

Make 'em run it up like where the dope be

They respected the bosses, I came up

Never gon' change and that’s why they toast me

He talking tough but I ain’t going

Nothing but paper cuts is what I’m showin'

I’m just a hood baby, baby, that’s what it was

I done came out the gutter, I came out the street

Got my dawg off the leash, got a cutter on me

I been drinking on mud and they crucify me

But I’m staying a thug, yeah

Stepping in Gucci, I’m stayin' down ten toes, yeah

I came from the dirty, I’m turning it all into gold

Anytime you come from out of the trenches

You get it, you go and get paid

Had to go out and shake it, I stood in the rain for it, yeah

Had to put them diamonds in my ring

Had to put my niggas on game

Ain’t never gon' change up

I’m going outta sight

I can’t change lanes, maybe that’s why my chain swing

Won’t 'ccept shit from no lame, went and bossed up a no-name

Made a couple thousand, these cold case

Sipping syrup in the pouring rain

Remain the same when the hoes came

Fuck the bitch, crashed her love lane

How you steady spinnin' with no aim?

My lil' catching charges from dodging these cops in the projects

I’m straight from the 'partments

I had niggas wanna see me down, they couldn’t wait to

Rolling Loud, had the tool on me, had the shooters rolling up exotic

Don’t say you love me 'cause I doubt it

It’s just your vibe, I don’t feel it 'round me

Came out a stomach to a star

Took the Bentaga to the Mars

Whipped up the fresh job

Came from the dirt with scars

Trap me good before I trap me a slut

Geeking off raw no cuts

Popped the first 22 in the cut

Jumpin' off the roof with a bust

(Pluto)

I done came out the gutter, I came out the street

Got my dawg off the leash, got the cutter on me

I been drinking on mud and they crucify me

But I’m staying a thug, yeah

Stepping in Gucci, I’m stayin' down ten toes, yeah

I came from the dirty, I’m turning it all into gold

Anytime you come from out of the trenches

You get it, you go and get paid

Had to go out and shake it, I stood in the rain for it, yeah

Had to put them diamonds in my ring

Had to put my niggas on game

Ain’t never gon' change up

All them times I was broke, had to go on them licks, man, you forgot it

Made a nigga heart more cold

I done missed out on love, yeah, it could be the drugs, yeah

Gettin' it in, I’m a hood baby, maybe that’s what it was, yeah