Key Glock - From the Bottom lyrics
[Key Glock - From the Bottom 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
(Cut, cutthroat) , yeah
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(Cut, cutthroat) , yeah
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(Cut, cutthroat) yeah, they cutthroat
(Cut, 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, fuck you hoes)
Remember sayin', "I gotta gеt it"
(I gotta get it)
Yeah, and now a nigga gettin' plеnty
(Gettin' plenty, ayy, I'm really havin'
This shit, yeah, yeah, 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, huh)
God sent me blessings on blessings (For real)
Look, I ain't 'bout to
(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
Can't wait to let it blast (Bah)
McLaren, text my momma every 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, yeah)
Can't trust these thots, these hoes
Cravin' for a baby, yeah
(yeah, yeah) pull up on opps
Yeah I rock 'em like a cradle (Boom, bah)
Me and the gang, we poppin' thugs and engage
Yeah (yeah)
Got plenty favor, I be drippin' on a hater
Yeah (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 segragation, nigga
(Segragation, nigga) yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
You know I came from the
Bottom now I'm up though
(Up though, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(yeah, yeah, yeah, cutthroat) , yeah
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(yeah, yeah, yeah, cutthroat) , yeah
Yeah, they cutthroat
(yeah, yeah, yeah, cutthroat) , yeah, yeah
They cutthroat (yeah, yeah) , yeah
Bah the fuck
Yeah (Get the bag, King Wonka)
Ayy
You know I came from the
Bottom now I'm up though
(Cut, cutthroat) , yeah
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(Cut, cutthroat) , yeah
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(Cut, cutthroat) yeah, they cutthroat
(Cut, 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, fuck you hoes)
Remember sayin', "I gotta gеt it"
(I gotta get it)
Yeah, and now a nigga gettin' plеnty
(Gettin' plenty, ayy, I'm really havin'
This shit, yeah, yeah, 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, huh)
God sent me blessings on blessings (For real)
Look, I ain't 'bout to
(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
Can't wait to let it blast (Bah)
McLaren, text my momma every 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, yeah)
Can't trust these thots, these hoes
Cravin' for a baby, yeah
(yeah, yeah) pull up on opps
Yeah I rock 'em like a cradle (Boom, bah)
Me and the gang, we poppin' thugs and engage
Yeah (yeah)
Got plenty favor, I be drippin' on a hater
Yeah (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 segragation, nigga
(Segragation, nigga) yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
You know I came from the
Bottom now I'm up though
(Up though, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(yeah, yeah, yeah, cutthroat) , yeah
All these young niggas 'round me cutthroat
(yeah, yeah, yeah, cutthroat) , yeah
Yeah, they cutthroat
(yeah, yeah, yeah, cutthroat) , yeah, yeah
They cutthroat (yeah, yeah) , yeah
Bah the fuck