Listen to 1997 by Key Glock

1997

Key Glock

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Key Glock

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Krishon Obrien Gaines

Krishon Obrien Gaines

Songwriter

Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Bandplay

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

My mama hate when I drink this shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

Lemme fire this blunt up

Lemme catch a vibe, aye

[Chorus]

1997 I came in this world flexin' (Yeah)

Yeah, it was reckless in them trenches, had to make some shit happen (Yeah)

I had to leave them dirty bitches alone, them hoes was too messy (Yeah)

Yeah, they was pretty and petty, I can't let no ho neglect me (Nah, nah)

[Verse 1]

Nah, can't neglect me (Uh-uh)

Big Glock told my jeweler, "Baguette me" (Big Glock)

Yeah, I remember ridin' ten speeds (Yeah)

Nowadays a **** got ten car keys (Skrrt)

Yeah, I was ridin' on a Huffy (Yeah)

Now a **** ridin' in the AMG's (Skrrt)

Yeah, lil **** dusty (Dusty)

I got it out the mud, now look at me (Out the mud)

Huh, yeah, I got rich, yeah (Rich)

I ran it up but still tote sticks, uh (Run it up)

This lil **** here with the shit, yeah

This lil **** here, he the shit (Yeah)

My dogs some pits, grr

I'll sic 'em on rappers, get 'em, grr (Haha, yeah)

[Verse 2]

All my ex bitches bitter

Yeah, they know I'm still that ****, uh

Drop the top in the winter, yeah

Just to show them how I'm feelin', uh

Bank account gettin' bigger, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Bigger, bigger, and bigger (Yeah)

Diamonds Ike Turner hittin'

I got ice, make you shiver, woah (Yeah, woah, woah)

Life short, money long (Money long, yeah)

I gotta keep the chrome 'cause these **** out here want both (Yeah, I gotta keep the chrome)

I never, ever, ever had a wallet, I just can't fold (Never, ever, ever had a wallet)

I been this way since a lil ****, yeah, you know it (Yeah, I'm gone, aye)

[Chorus]

1997 I came in this world flexin' (Yeah)

Yeah, it was reckless in them trenches, had to make some shit happen (Yeah)

I had to leave them dirty bitches alone, them hoes was too messy (Yeah)

Yeah, they was pretty and petty, I can't let no ho neglect me, nah

1997 I came in this world flexin' (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, it was reckless in them trenches, had to make some shit happen (Yeah, yeah)

I had to leave them dirty bitches alone, them hoes was too messy

Yeah, they was pretty and petty, I can't let no ho neglect me, nah

Written by: Krishon Gaines, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey