Uptown Lyrics

Yo, yeah, ay

Said pick a restaurant, what you reckon

Baby girl wan eat in congestion

No hesitation, no question

I just got to pick my fit and get freshened

Hit my bb's line, for the blessing

1st class G, man you know he got to line me up

Trims so hot, do a couple laps of the block 'fore a nigga go back to the spot

6:30 reservation, but you know I got to push that back

You know sexy girls never on time, tryna decide whether gloss or matte

Lash, lips, brow, contour, on a regular, she ain't need all that

But you know we going uptown, so she wanna come thru looking like stacks

She busy looking like snack, she busy looking like shmoney

Ain't even bout the materials but you know love go much better with money

The irony, how niggas let all the love go, all for the love of the money

They never… never wan weather the storm, only wan chill when it's sunny

Prada me… Prada my shades, I'm hiding away from the demons, don't bother me

Run with me… run up my plays, she feeling the wave so nothing is stopping me

Love for the music, I do it for me and niggas

You like it then you can come be with my niggas

But you better hurry in locking me

Can't even tell this economy

They dropping sounds, cacophony, whole lot of nothing, but I never said it

I do not trust em when left to the edits

Back on the move, on the mission to get it

Thought I went missing, can't listen when they wishing

Took an intermission now they wan dead it

See me right back and they realized that I let it

I took off the time to just focus on lettuce, yeah

Said pick a restaurant, what you reckon

Baby girl wan eat in congestion

No hesitation, no question, I just got to pick my fit and get freshened

Hit my bb's line, for the blessing,

1st class G, man you know he got to line me up

Trims so hot, do a couple laps of the block 'fore a nigga go back to the spot

And if babes hit panic mode, then you know I got to keep us calm

I got to keep composure, for the both of us, no time for sweat on my palms

Tour of the town, talk of the title, feel the cycle like tour de France

Devil tryna get me down with these negative thoughts so I had to go read my Psalms

Open the bible, Genesis 1, chapter 1, verse is 1

Never wan wait till the verse is done

Till man wan come and try cursing one

Cool imposters, straight off the block suh, lick off the shots, try bursting one

Take off the mask, and burst that don

Nah they popping off blanks, they hurting none

We took the Vicky from Brikky, on up to the city tho

She told me Dammy don't do it, I'm killing these niggas coz I'm on my city flow

I told em Love Lost, coz streets don't love you, you the know city cold

Love for the underground, but you know imma keep bussing it till the whole city know

I keep the cap to a minimal, while all these people be keeping the stock out

Feds on the hunt tryna cop down

Like we out and about in a lockdown

Run from the fiends, we get it by any means, riding around in the top down

Can't drop the ball when we touch down

Now Babygirl wanna go uptown