Key Glock

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Key Glock


(Ayo, BandPlay)
Ayy, yeah

I lost my dog, I lost my mind, no lie
I'm really lost inside
I can get it back in blood
but still, I can't get back the time
Fuck that humble shit, let's go
you know I'm spazzin' out 'bout mine
I got Dolph lookin' down on me, I know that nigga proud

Ayy, don't worry 'bout Glizock, nigga
I'ma hold it down (Yeah)
I went and got some blue diamonds
to let 'em know you still around (Yeah)
And ain't shit change
I'm still doin' my thing and makin' niggas frown
Yeah, that money still
flowin' in on this Paper Route (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I still don't trust these bitches either
I just slut 'em out
Lately, I been talkin' to the reaper, I can't shut him out
I been prayin' on my knees
but don't feel like it's working out (Yeah)
Yeah, It's P. R. E. for life, nigga, even after I die
Think I was born with that fire
I prolly go out wit' my nine (Yeah)
I'm 'bout that shit for real
and you can see it in my eyes (Yeah)
I been tryna drink the pain away
sippin' line after line (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm fucked up, no cap, just the other day
caught myself cryin'
Then I wiped my face, shook that shit off
and got back on my grind (Yeah)
And if ain't about no money
then I'm deaf, the same time blind
I got dark clouds all over me but somehow, I still shine
Yeah, I bring bags home like groceries
we started flippin' dimes
Now I'm doin' shows all overseas, bitch, look at me now
I'm my brother's keeper, fuck you mean?
This shit deeper than rap
And if I ever get the chance
bet I won't miss a hundred rounds
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I ever get the chance
bet I won't miss a hundred rounds
(Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)

I lost my dog, I lost my mind, no lie
I'm really lost inside
I can get it back in blood, but still
I can't get back the time
Fuck that humble shit, let's go
you know I'm spazzin' out 'bout mine
I got Dolph lookin' down on me, I know that nigga smilin'

And my auntie lookin' down on me
your baby still wylin' (Yeah)
I been reminiscin', sippin' triss
and twistin' up these flowers
Took a look up in the mirror
and told that boy the world is ours (Ayy, yeah)
Fuck this money, fuck this fame
yeah, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
They been tellin' me to sit down
'cause they know a nigga slidin' (Yeah)
Bitch, I carry my own weight, nigga
ain't nothin' bout me slimy (Bitch)
I come from a city niggas get rich or die tryin'
Plenty lil' niggas wit' big guns screamin' out
Who wanna die?
I never been a fuck nigga, that never been my kind
I just had a talk with daddyo
he told me don't waste no time
So I'ma put this shit up in they face
and keep your name alive (Yeah)
So I'ma put this shit up in they face
and keep your name alive (Flippa)

Yeah, nigga, fuck everybody and fuck everything nigga
Get money nigga, run that shit up nigga
Run that shit all the way up nigga
till you can't run it no more the fuckin' more nigga
All the way up nigga
(Ayy, yeah) Up, up nigga
(I lost my dog, I lost my mind
no lie, I'm really lost inside)
(I can get it back in blood
but still, I can't get back the time)
(Fuck that humble shit, let's go
you know I'm spazzin' out 'bout mine)
(I got Dolph lookin' down on me, I know that nigga proud)
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