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Key Glock - From The Bottom (Official Visualizer)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Wonka
King Wonka
Producer

Lyrics

G-Lock South Memphis' finest Yeah (get the bag, King Wonka), ayy You know I came from the bottom, now I'm up though (cutthroat) Yeah, all these young niggas 'round me cutthroat (cutthroat) Yeah, all these young niggas 'round me cutthroat (cutthroat) Yeah, they cutthroat (cutthroat), yeah, they cutthroat (yeah) Ten toes down, I stayed on my grind Yeah, you know, I had money on my mind Walkin' home, face long, lookin' down Like, "Damn, damn, damn, I gotta shine" (shine) On these hatin' ass niggas, yeah (yeah) And these hatin' ass bitches, uh (yeah) Remember sayin', "I gotta get it" (I gotta get it) Yeah, and now a nigga gettin' plenty (ayy, I'm really havin' this shit, yeah) My watch hittin', pendant glistenin', bitch Ayy, every day it's Christmas, bitch And this just the way I'm livin', bitch It ain't no more stressin' (uh-uh) God sent me blessings on blessings (for real) Look, it ain't 'bout luck nigga (no more stressin', God sent me blessings) Don't blame me, nigga (blessings), haha (on blessings) Ayy, blame the nigga that made you (yeah) The devil in my face, but God got my back though (God got my back) The pistol on my waist, cock back, let it blast, uh (bah) McLaren, text my mama e'ry time I crash, yeah I told my new bitch that I'm nothin' like her last, yeah (like her last) I told this bitch that I'm gettin' too much paper (too much) Difference between me and him, is he gon' save it (haha, yeah) But I might fuck her then delete the number later, yeah (yeah) Can't trust these thots, these hoes cravin' for a baby, yeah Pull up on opps, yeah, I rock 'em like a cradle, uh Me and the gang we poppin' thugs and engage, yeah (yeah) Got plenty favors, I be drippin' on a hater, yeah (yeah) This shit still major, still got millions on the table, nigga (no cap) Ayy, I be grindin' like I'm skatin', nigga I just told this one bitch she ain't fuckin' with no basic nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah) Ayy, I just poured a four up, but it's Wock'-Wock' with no chaser, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah) Black and white diamonds in my Jacob segregation, nigga Yeah Uh, uh, uh (ayy) You know I came from the bottom, now I'm up though (up though) Yeah, all these young niggas 'round me cutthroat (cutthroat), yeah All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat (cutthroat) Yeah, they cutthroat (yeah, yeah, yeah, cut), yeah, they cutthroat (yeah, yeah) Bah The fuck
Writer(s): Markeyvius Cathey, Joseph Nguyen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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