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What it was chords by Lil Gotit

  • Am

  • Dm

  • F

  • E

  • Asus4

  • A

Verse 1
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Ayy, yeah
F
I sip out the cup,
it ain't driving me crazy (damn)
Dm
Am
This shit I took up, it ain't making me lazy
F
I pop me one up and I keep going crazy
Dm
Am
I'm filling it up and I
keep going brazy
Man, I'm just a hood baby
Verse 2
Am
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
E
F
But I'm staying a thug, yeah
E
Stepping in Gucci, I'm
F
stayin' down ten toes, yeah
E
I came from the dirty,
Am
I'm turning it all into gold
Anytime you come from out the trenches
You get it, you go and get paid
Had to go out and take it and stood
F
in the rain for it, yeah
E
I done put them diamonds in my ring
F
Had to put my niggas on game
E
Ain't never gon' change up
Am
I'm going out the same

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Verse 3
Asus4
Am
Hit the bullseye
I been down bad in the field with no
cliques barely gettin' by
F
Came up from nothin' and when I progressed
E
my nigga come look at my eyes
F
E
Like you don't feel my pain no more
Am
All them times I was broke,
had to go on them licks, man, you forgot it
Made a nigga heart more cold
Dm
Am
Asus4
Am
F
I done missed out on love, yeah,
E
it could be the drugs, yeah
F
Gettin' it in, I'm a hood baby,
maybe that's what it was
Verse 4
F
E
Bitch I could get down,
you know what I does
Am
My dead presidents in quarantine
Have a trap on Conley
cooking nosebleed
Asus4
Walk on Drama Road with some Sophie
Make 'em run it up
Am
like where the dope be
F
They respected the bosses, I came up
E
Never gon' change and that's
what you told you
F
He talking tough but I ain't going
E
Nothing but paper cuts is what
I'm showin'
Am
I'm just a hood baby, baby,
that's what it was
E
I done came out the
Verse 5
A
gutter,
I came out the street
Am
Got my dawg off the
leash, got the cutter on me
I been drinking on mud
and they crucified me
F
But I'm staying a thug, yeah
E
Stepping in Gucci, I'm
F
stayin' down ten toes, yeah
E
I came from the dirty,
Am
I'm turning it all into gold
Anytime you come from out the trenches
You get it, you go and get paid
Had to go out and take it and stood
F
in the rain for it, yeah
E
I done put them diamonds in my ring
F
Had to put my niggas on game
E
Ain't never gon' change up
I'm going out the same
Verse 6
Am
I can't change lanes
Maybe that's why my chain swing
Asus4
We don't accept shit from no lame
Went and bossed up a
Am
no- name
Made a couple thousand,
F
these cold case
E
Sipping syrup in the pouring rain
F
Remain the same when the hoes came
E
Fuck the bitch, crashed her love lane
Am
How you steady spinnin' with no aim?
Asus4
My lil' catching charges from
Am
dodging these cops in the projects
I'm straight from the 'partments
I had niggas wantin' to see me down,
F
they couldn't wait to conversate that topic
E
Rolling Loud, had the tool on me, had
F
the shooters rolling up exotic
Don't say you love
me 'cause I doubt it
E
It's just your vibe,
Am
I don't feel you 'round me
Came out a stomach to a star
Took the Bentayga to the Mars
Whipped up the first five jobs
F
Came from the dirt with scars
Trap me good before I trap
E
me a slut
F
Geeking off raw, no cuts
E
Popped the first 22 in the cut
Am
Jumped out the roof with a bust
Verse 7
Am
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
E
F
But I'm staying a thug, yeah
E
Stepping in Gucci, I'm
F
stayin' down ten toes, yeah
E
I came from the dirty,
Am
I'm turning it all into gold
Anytime you come from out the trenches
You get it, you go and get paid
Had to go out and take it and stood
E
F
in the rain for it, yeah
E
I done put them diamonds in my ring
F
Had to put my niggas on game
E
Ain't never gon' change up
All them times I was broke,
Am
had to go on them licks, man, you forgot it
Asus4
Made a nigga heart more cold
Am
F
I done missed out on love, yeah,
E
it could be the drugs, yeah
F
Gettin' it in, I'm a hood baby,
E
maybe that's what it was, yeah
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