Key Glock masterfully blends personal experiences and street wisdom in this track. He reflects on the story of Eve and how it has influenced his approach to relationships, making him wary of trusting easily. Proclaiming his commitment to his hustle, symbolized by the dollar sign on his ring finger, he shares his journey from hardship to success. The lyrics also touch on coping mechanisms and loyalty, underscoring the importance of self-reliance and caution in his world. Key Glock's verses are a testament to resilience and the relentless pursuit of his goals, despite the trials he faces. #HustleAndHeart #StreetWisdom
Eve
Lyrics
(BandPl-)
Glizzock
(Let the BandPlay)
Ayy (yeah)
Ever since I heard 'bout Eve
I can't be playin' with these bitches (uh-uh, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Dollar sign up on my ring finger
I'm married to the shit (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, every time I get a bag
I spend that shit or I go flip it (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Yeah, ever since I lost my granny
I've been drinkin' like a fish (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Wockhardt, I can't find it then it's Triss (yeah)
Nigga tryna slime out Glizzock, fuck around and come up missin'
Yup, I really came from shit, now it ain't shit to get a milli'
They like, "Why you don't do features?"
'Cause I don't like meetin' new niggas, yeah
Hoppin' out that yellow motherfucker with blue figures, uh
Smokin' on some zi-up, it's just me and my four nickel, uh
Slam your bitch like Jaiah, in my city I'm that nigga (Glizzock)
It's hitters on my frontline, ain't no monkey in the middle (baow)
Yeah, I'm a Blood, they know I'm official
I got stripes but not a whistle (yeah)
And you know I keep a pistol, know my name came with credentials (yeah)
This .40 in my denim, this bitch here came with utensils (yeah)
Uh, my Jesus piece a hunnid racks and it got all emeralds
Yeah, I be pourin' Jesus blood in my Styrofoam (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, the doctor told me money runnin' through my chromosome (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm addicted to this shit somehow I can't leave it alone (leave it alone, what the fuck?)
Ever since I heard 'bout Eve
I can't be playin' with these bitches (yeah)
Dollar sign up on my ring finger
I'm married to the shit (yeah)
Yeah, every time I get a bag
I spend that shit or I go flip it (yeah-yeah, yeah)
Yeah, ever since I lost my granny
I've been drinkin' like a fish (yeah)
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Wockhardt, I can't find it then it's Triss (yeah)
Nigga tryna slime out Glizzock, fuck around and come up missin'
Yup, I really came from shit, now it ain't shit to get a milli'
They like, "Why you don't do features?"
'Cause I don't like meetin' new niggas (what the fuck?)
On God
Writer(s): Markeyvius Cathey
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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