Key Glock – From Nothing (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Watch the music video for Key Glock’s song, “From Nothing”. The piece of music was produced by Blondobeats & AIMONMYNECK.

Key Glock From Nothing

Key Glock comes through with his latest offering, “From Nothin.” The celebratory anthem reflects his success in recent times but not without acknowledging the hardships that come with it. Glizzock details the unmatched hustle that took him from the streets to stages across the globe, including Europe, where he filmed the music video for his new single.

Key Glock – From Nothing (prod. Blondobeats & AIMONMYNECK)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, AIM)
(Yeah, run it up, Blondo)
Like that?
All the way up
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 nigga that came from nothin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I came from nothin’
I’m straight off the block, I won’t change for nothin’
I made it out the hood, but I still be thuggin’ (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I made it out the hood, but I still be juggin’
Hood-rich nigga and still get dirty (Yeah, yeah)
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty (Yeah, yeah)
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public
I made it out the hood, but I still be juggin’
Hood-rich nigga and still get dirty (Yeah, yeah)
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty (Yeah, yeah)
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public

[Verse 1]
This not a secret, I got it on me (Yeah)
Fucked around, spent like three million on bling (Bling)
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 Karim (Ball)
Yeah, I leave a mark when I love the scene (Mark)
I’m nothin’ like y’all, these niggas be green
From the same city that killed Martin Luther King
Young niggas ain’t really havin’ no dreams (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young niggas tryna get up some money (Some mula)
Young nigga came a long, long, long way (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Came bringin’, sippin’ lean, first Sunday (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m all out whites, came the motherfuckin’ check (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We gang and them smokin’ on chronic (Gang, gang)
You know how it do, bitch, I’m ’bout that bag (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I said I did it, I done it (Yeah, cha-ching)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ran up my money (Phew)
I came in the game, did my thing, get Johnny (Phew, phew)
I’m the same young nigga that came from nothin’ (Phew)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I came from nothin’
I’m straight off the block, I won’t change for nothin’ (Phew)
I made it out the hood, but I still be thuggin’ (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I made it out the hood, but I still be juggin’
Hood-rich nigga and still get dirty (Yeah, yeah)
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty (Yeah, yeah)
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public
I made it out the hood, but I still be juggin’
Hood-rich nigga and still get dirty (Yeah, yeah)
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty (Yeah, yeah)
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public

[Verse 2]
It’s nothin’ (It’s nothin’), I just put me an opp in the oven (Yeah)
Tryna put so and so in the rusher (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 (I gets it)
Did I mention I get it the quickest? (The quickest)
If I get it the quickest and swift this (Yeah)
F&N turn a fuck nigga 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 Stego on mentions (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ran up my money (Phew)
I came in the game, did my thing, get Johnny (Phew, phew)
I’m the same young nigga that came from nothin’ (Phew)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I came from nothin’
I’m straight off the block, I won’t change for nothin’ (Uh, uh)
I made it out the hood, but I still be thuggin’ (Uh, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I made it out the hood, but I still be juggin’
Hood-rich nigga and still get dirty
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public (Fah)
I made it out the hood, but I still be juggin’
Hood-rich nigga and still get dirty
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public