Key Glock – From Nothing Lyrics

From Nothing Lyrics by Key Glock

[Intro]
(Ayo, AIM)
(Yeah, run it up, Blondo)
Run it up
All the way up
Yeah, yeah (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 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, hands 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, hands 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]
It’s not a secret, I got it on me (Yeah)
Fucked around, spent like three million on bling (Bling)
Yeah, I know I’m humble, it’s not what it seem
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 leave 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 West, count a motherfuckin’ check (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
With gang ‘nem smokin’ on chronic (Gang, gang)
You know how I do it, 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, hands 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, hands 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 (Got it, fah)

[Verse 2]
It’s nothin’ (It’s nothin’), I just put me an opp in the oven (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 (I gets it)
Did I mention I get it the quickest? (The quickest)
That I get it the quickest and swift this (Yeah)
F&N turn a fuck nigga Christian (Fah)
Mister 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 (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, hands 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, hands still get dirty
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty
Shit’ll get ugly, I got it in public