Date 2021-05-30
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music
Toronto artist KILLY has been on an impressive run over the last four years. Starting with his single “Killimanjaro,” KILLY has proven himself to be a solid hitmaker who has a knack for beat selection and catchy hooks. While he might not have the mainstream support he deserves, KILLY has continued to grind it out and on Friday, he dropped a brand new project called KILLSTREAK 2 which is filled with bangers.
One of the highlights on the track is “HEART OF GLASS” which sees KILLY embracing his toxic side. Lyrically, KILLY speaks about not having room for people in his life and how he would rather just focus on his career, material goods, and getting money. This is all delivered over an energetic beat that fits with the overall vibe of the album.
KILLY – HEART OF GLASS (prod. FORTHENIGHT & FREAKEY!)
[Intro]
(FREAKEY!)
[Chorus]
Let me talk to the beat, it don’t talk back (Talk, talk)
If I talk to your ho, that’s a soul snatch (Soul)
Put some crocodile teeth in the Glock head
Heart of glass, drop dead then I’m heartless
Hold up, keep the real my vicinity (Real)
Touch down, palm trees and the city breeze
That’s eight hundred pounds of torque on a SRT
I can finally get some shade under this money tree
[Verse]
Bih, bih, bih, bih, yeah
Please get the fuck out the pic
Give my brother bread to buy a brick
In and out the city ever since (Gone)
Let me talk to the beat, it don’t talk back
I’m a product of pain and some plot twists (What)
Got an X on my chest like I’m toxic (Yeah)
And I ain’t trusting shit but the process
I just took your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
Success the best revenge, I just love the dead talks
Forty, shinigami death god (Oh my god)
Circle tight like dreadlock (Dreadlock)
[Chorus]
Let me talk to the beat, it don’t talk back (Talk, talk)
If I talk to your ho, that’s a soul snatch (Soul)
Put some crocodile teeth in the Glock head
Heart of glass, drop dead then I’m heartless
Hold up, keep the real my vicinity (Real)
Touch down, palm trees and the city breeze
That’s eight hundred pounds of torque on a SRT
I can finally get some shade under this money tree
[Outro]
Bih, bih, bih, bih, yeah
Please get the fuck out the pic
(FREAKEY!)