Yeah, yeah
I sip out the cup, it ain't driving me crazy (D. Hill)
Just sip out the cup, 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 that cutter on me
I been drinking on mud and they crucify me
But I'm staying thorough, 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, just get it, just go and get paid
Had to go out and shake 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

Hit the bullseye
I been down bad in the field with no cleats barely gettin' by
Came up from nothin' and when I progressed, my niggas can't even 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 quarantine
Had a trap on Conley, cookin' nosebleed
Walk on Drama Road with some Sophie
Make her ride it up like where the dope be
They respected the boss that I 'came
I'm 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 that cutter on me
I been drinking on mud and they crucify me
But I'm staying thorough, 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, just get it, just go and get paid
Had to go out and shake 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

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
Remained the same when the hoes came
Fuck the bitch, crashed out the lower 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 conversate that topic
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 Bentayga to the Mars
Whipped up the freshest for a job
Came from the dirt with scars
Trust my gut before I trust me a slut
Geeking off raw, no cuts
Popped the first twenty-two in the cut
Jumpin' off the roof with a bus (Pluto)

I done came out the gutter, I came out the street
Got my dawg off the leash, got that cutter on me
I been drinking on mud and they crucify me
But I'm staying thorough, 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, just get it, just go and get paid
Had to go out and shake 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

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