What It Was - Hotboii

What It Was

Hotboii

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Song Introduction

**What It Was** is a track by American rapper Hotboii, known for his emotive lyricism and melodic flow. Released in [release date if available], the song delves into themes of love, loss, and personal struggles, showcasing Hotboii's ability to blend introspective storytelling with contemporary hip-hop beats. "What It Was" has resonated with fans for its authentic portrayal of real-life experiences, contributing to Hotboii's growing presence in the rap scene. The song has received positive feedback on streaming platforms and social media, highlighting Hotboii's talent for connecting with his audience through relatable content.

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Lyric

Some people might just use you, ay

Hot, cut the fan on

Cut the fan on

Some things I won't get used to

Some things will never be what they was

Some people might just use you

Leave 'em lost 'cause I'm just happy that we won

Ain't in no double backin'

What I'm double backin' for?

Somethin' gone, ain't no relapsin'

I done threw away my drugs

Rap, trap, collect these funds

Hit me like, can I keep guns?

Once they've packed, then I'll be gone

I'm adaptin' just because

I done threw away my love

No option, ain't got no choice

Some people say we just young

But, I feel we stuck in the storm

If so then baby

Could you follow me out right now?

I'mma lead the way and

Keep you out of harm's way

Wanna hold you in my arms, ay

Even if we part ways

Would you be like just a call away?

No more dark days, my money up, I ball like Hardaway

And I just went to the dealers, yeah no, I forgot to mention

Hotboii could go anywhere 'cause Hotboii got that glizzy

If I catch a sentence, would you go missing?

If so, keep your distance

If those are your intentions

Some things I won't get used to

Some things will never be what they was

Some people might just use you

Leave 'em lost 'cause I'm just happy that we won

Ain't in no double backin'

What I'm double backin' for?

Somethin' gone, ain't no relapsin'

I done threw away my drugs

Rap, trap, collect these funds

Hit me like, can I keep guns?

Once they've packed, then I'll be gone

I'm adaptin' just because

- It's already the end -