From Nothing - Key Glock: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

From Nothing

98.271

Hip-Hop/Rap

From Nothing è stato pubblicato il 24 febbraio 2023 da Paper Route EMPIRE come parte dell'album Glockoma 2

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumGlockoma 2

Data di uscita24 febbraio 2023

EtichettaPaper Route EMPIRE

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM62

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Key Glock

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Blondobeats

Producer

Jaycen Joshua

Mixing Engineer

Mike Seaberg

Mixing Engineer

Jacob Richards

Assistant Mixing Engineer

DJ Riggins

Assistant Mixing Engineer

PRE Peezy

Mixing Engineer

Glenn Shick

Mastering Engineer

Daddy-O

Executive Producer

Testi

[Intro]

Ayo, AIM

Yeah, run it up, Blondo

Go

[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ran up my money

I came in the game, did my thing, get Johnny

I'm the same young **** that came from nothing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I came from nothing

I'm straight off the block, I won't change for nothing

I made it out the hood, but I still be thugging

[Chorus]

I made it out the hood, but I still be jugging

Hood-rich ****, hands still get dirty

Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty

Shit'll get ugly, I got it in public

Go

I made it out the hood, but I still be jugging

Hood-rich ****, hands still get dirty

Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty

Shit'll get ugly, I got it in public

[Verse 1]

It's not a secret, I got it on me

Yeah

Fucked around, spent like three million in Bling

Yeah

I know I'm humble, it's not what it seems

Yeah

Fuck everybody, I'm all 'bout my cream

Yeah

Cartier shades, yeah, I ball like Kareem

Ball

Yeah, I leave a mark when I love the scene

Mark

I'm nothing like y'all, these **** be green

From the same city that killed Martin Luther King

Young **** ain't really having no dreams

Young **** tryna get up some money

Uh

Young **** came a long, long, long way

Came bringing, sipping lean, first Sunday

Yeah

I'm all out west, came the motherfucking check

We gang and we smoking on chronic

Gang

You know how it do, bitch, I'm 'bout that bag

If I said I did it, I done it

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ran up my money

I came in the game, did my thing, get Johnny

I'm the same young **** that came from nothing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I came from nothing

I'm straight off the block, I won't change for nothing

I made it out the hood, but I still be thugging

Go

[Chorus]

I made it out the hood, but I still be jugging

Hood-rich ****, hands still get dirty

Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty

Shit'll get ugly, I got it in public

I made it out the hood, but I still be jugging

Hood-rich ****, hands still get dirty

Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty

Shit'll get ugly, I got it in public

[Verse 2]

It's nothing I just put me an opp in the oven

It's nothing, yeah

Tryna put so and so in a Russian

Fah

When they catch that boy, know they gon' rush him

Rush him

Yeah, you know I hold grudges, don't judge me

Yeah

If it ain't 'bout no money, don't bug me

Uh-uh

If it ain't 'bout no money, don't bug me

Yeah, I really made Ms with my cousin

My cousin, bitch, bitch

I gets it, did I mention I get it the quickest?

Yeah

Yeah, I get it the quickest and swiftest

Yeah

F&N turn a fuck **** Christian

Fah

Miss the Glock, I got bundles of bitches

Yeah

Yeah, I keep me a Glock in my britches

Yeah

Yeah, my mind still stuck in the trenches

Yeah

Yeah, I got rich and still go on missions, bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ran up my money

I came in the game, did my thing, get Johnny

I'm the same young **** that came from nothing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I came from nothing

I'm straight off the block, I won't change for nothing

I made it out the hood, but I still be thugging

Go

[Chorus]

I made it out the hood, but I still be jugging

Hood-rich ****, hands still get dirty

Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty

Shit'll get ugly, I got it in public

I made it out the hood, but I still be jugging

Hood-rich ****, hands still get dirty

Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty

Written by: Blondobeats, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

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