Tag: Rolling Loud


Lil Gotit – What It Was Lyrics (feat. Future)


[Intro: 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

[Chorus: Future]
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 crucified 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 take it and stood in the rain for it, yeah
I done put them diamonds in my ring
Had to put my niggas on game
Ain’t never gon’ change up
I’m going out the same

[Verse 1: Future]
Hit the bullseye
I been down bad in the field with no cliques 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

[Verse 2: Lil Gotit]
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

[Chorus: Future]
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 crucified 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 take it and stood in the rain for it, yeah
I done put them diamonds in my ring
Had to put my niggas on game
Ain’t never gon’ change up
I’m going out the same

[Verse 3: Lil Gotit]
I can’t change lanes
Maybe that’s why my chain swing
We don’t accept 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
f*ck 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 [?] to a star
Took the Bentaga to the Mars
Whipped up the [?]
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

[Chorus: Future]
(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 crucified 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 take it and stood in the rain for it, yeah
I done put them diamonds in my ring
Had to put my niggas on game
Ain’t never gon’ change up
I’m going out the same


Young Thug – Family Don’t Matter (Demo) Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, whaddup?
I’m tryna put my dick inside of your panties, yeah
And then I take this shit for granted
I’m at Rolling Loud, right there, rolling out
Smokin’ Backwoods and holdin’ bae
I was gettin’ protected by my savages
Yellow school buses, that’s a Xanny
Causin’ me to sleep and I ain’t plan it (yeehaw)
I got some jobs all day
Roll out the jar all day
I be on Mars all day
I’m with the stars all day, uh
Boss all day
Roll up the raw all day
Babysit your dog all day
‘Bout to watch you jog all day

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Verse 1]
Bagged a bad bitch, I got a foreign son
Tommy gun, found a real Tommy gun
I dropped a milli’ on my chain like I know Barry Bonds
And I got a head full of hair like I’m from Amazon, uh
Glaze that ass like a candle honey, uh
Ferragamo shower shoes for me, uh
Lightbulb, neck got jewels on it, uh
Like an old school, I got some pull, don’t I?
Huh?
Sayin’, abracadabra
Abracadabra, kill all you bastards
I don’t want no wrassle
The bread ambassador
No nothin’ else matter to him
I’m ballin’ like Patrick Ewing
Turn up on you bastards
I’m in a Ghost like Casper
Everything go smooth for me like I got my Masters
Fubu Platinum up, birds in the Acura
Albums platinum and up, I’m killin’ these bastards

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Verse 2]
Country Billy made a couple milli’
Tryna park the Rolls Royce inside the Piccadilly
Oh, he had a couple stripes actually (of course)
Got another half a milli’ in white tees, of course (don’t you panic)
Don’t you take this shit for granted, don’t you panic
When I put my D in your pants, don’t you panic
When I catch up with your bitch, you know I’m smashin’
I can put her on her feet, oh, oh head gasket
You gotta tell me what’s wrong
I can’t wait to deep stroke to the mornin’
‘Bout to put my dick in your mouth right when you yawn
You gotta put that puss’ on my lips, whenever I’m on one
I thank the red doll, so I whip my bum bum
I’m ’bout to fuck somebody girl off this rum, rum (go ‘head)
I’m chasin’ all of these rats like I was Tom (yeah)
But it ain’t even matter, I was tryna kill these bastards

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Bridge]
I’m fuckin’ with you
Yeah, you know I’m fuckin’ with you
Still got the factories on my coupe
Lately, I been lazin’, blamin’ blue
I kept that bag, swoo
I’m hidin’ a futu
My pitbull blue, too
My carpet wool, too
My bitch out Dallas, I’m a maverick
My ear got carrats on it
But none of that shit don’t matter, I was tryna kill these bastards

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?