"Life Of Key" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, when I close my eyes, everything okay
And then I open them up and everything go gray
And then my heart went black, it don't beat or ache
So I still keep my blatt 'cause all the love feel fake
From when that 9 go crrat and when they Drac go quake
And all these young niggas hungry, so it's eat or get ate
And it's either bodies or money where I'm from, so we stake out
Wait the whole day out until he come out his house
'Member we used to hoop, now it's the best jumpshot
Made it out lonely in the coupe, doubled the block so I can't trace the route
Tony on the news, oh, not again, I thought he played the route
Only if you know 'bout what I do, I just can't make no sounds
Money runs in different towns, watchin' all these cases pile
I told her to let me fly, she fake wanna hold me down
I get fly and touch the sky, Jesus gotta pull me down
City or the trap, nigga, I'm still rockin' dope while havin' swag
Where I'm from, we havin' cash
Where I'm from, look at—
When you— die for a bag
Where I'm from, nigga, don't cra— uh
These niggas crabs where I'm from
Look at me, Lil Tkey, I'm on the map where I'm from
And I done finally elevated, and fresh off of innovation
It took hella dedication to get to this destination
Put on the armor, oh God, don't trip, 'cause I'm heavenly plated
Somehow your staff and your rods protect me from battles with Satan
Yeah, nowadays it's revelation
Now we gettin' bigger, we gettin' bigger, heh-heh
I'm talkin' to bro like, "Damn, we made it"
We some real niggas, this what a real nigga look like
Yeah, a real nigga took flight
Then it's sold, not told
Nowadays niggas be phony like hoes, you know, heh
Where I'm from, we die young, we don't get old, you know
But I can't lie, it's gettin' old, it's gettin' old
Lil bro gettin' old, lil bro
And then I open them up and everything go gray
And then my heart went black, it don't beat or ache
So I still keep my blatt 'cause all the love feel fake
From when that 9 go crrat and when they Drac go quake
And all these young niggas hungry, so it's eat or get ate
And it's either bodies or money where I'm from, so we stake out
Wait the whole day out until he come out his house
'Member we used to hoop, now it's the best jumpshot
Made it out lonely in the coupe, doubled the block so I can't trace the route
Tony on the news, oh, not again, I thought he played the route
Only if you know 'bout what I do, I just can't make no sounds
Money runs in different towns, watchin' all these cases pile
I told her to let me fly, she fake wanna hold me down
I get fly and touch the sky, Jesus gotta pull me down
City or the trap, nigga, I'm still rockin' dope while havin' swag
Where I'm from, we havin' cash
Where I'm from, look at—
When you— die for a bag
Where I'm from, nigga, don't cra— uh
These niggas crabs where I'm from
Look at me, Lil Tkey, I'm on the map where I'm from
And I done finally elevated, and fresh off of innovation
It took hella dedication to get to this destination
Put on the armor, oh God, don't trip, 'cause I'm heavenly plated
Somehow your staff and your rods protect me from battles with Satan
Yeah, nowadays it's revelation
Now we gettin' bigger, we gettin' bigger, heh-heh
I'm talkin' to bro like, "Damn, we made it"
We some real niggas, this what a real nigga look like
Yeah, a real nigga took flight
Then it's sold, not told
Nowadays niggas be phony like hoes, you know, heh
Where I'm from, we die young, we don't get old, you know
But I can't lie, it's gettin' old, it's gettin' old
Lil bro gettin' old, lil bro
