In this track, Key Glock delves into the pressures and challenges of his lifestyle, emphasizing the constant need to stay vigilant and focused. The artist conveys a sense of urgency and determination as he navigates through adversities, striving to amass wealth ("get back to them dollars") despite potential setbacks. He reflects on betrayal and distrust, highlighting how success can breed envy among peers. The recurring theme of avoiding a "crash" metaphorically represents maintaining control over his life amidst chaos. This song portrays resilience in the face of adversity while staying true to oneself. #StreetLife #Resilience
Crash
Lyrics
Shit, the fuck?
Mm, ayy (808 Mafia)
I'm tryna not to crash out
I done fucked around and brought the MAC out
Nigga, I ain't playing you better back down
Before I blow your back out (yeah)
Yeah, I live what I rap 'bout, uh (bitch)
Nah, nigga I don't rap battle (uh-uh)
Yeah, I just hit the opps block and made them niggas scatter, yeah
I just hit a hot thot and got her right up out of there
Gotta get back to the spot then get back to them dollars, yeah
Gotta get back to the spot then get back to them dollars, yeah
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Yeah, I gotta get this dough, get it 'til I'm gray and old (uh)
Rain, sleet, or snow, I just gotta get some more (get some more)
Rain, sleet, or snow, I just gotta get some more (I just gotta get some more)
Rain, sleet, or snow, I just gotta get some more (yeah, I gotta get some more)
Yeah, I'm flexing all the time these hoes say I do the most
Bitch I was born to shine, I'm just doing what I'm supposed
My auntie always told me everything glitter ain't gold
And that's another reason I do not trust a soul
Yeah, lately I've been getting too high, trying not to explode
Yeah, trying not to crash, trying not to let it go
Yeah, you get rich they get mad, that's just how the way it goes
Damn, I thought you was my bro, how you let this shit turn cold?
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, uh (ayy)
I'm tryna not to crash out
I done fucked around and brought the MAC out
Nigga, I ain't playing you better back down
Before I blow your back out (yeah)
Yeah, I live what I rap 'bout, uh (bitch)
Nah, nigga I don't rap battle (uh)
Yeah, I just hit the opps block and made them niggas scatter, yeah
I just hit a hot thot and got her right up out of there
Gotta get back to the spot then get back to them dollars, yeah
Gotta get back to the spot then get back to them dollars, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Markeyvuis Cathey
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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