Lyrics Uptown - Troublemane

Aye
Troublemane
No-nonsense family nigga
Aye
Nah fr
Uh

Living uptown
Where niggaz get shot
They got them infrared beams
And bunch of red dots
Just some young niggaz
Chasing money fell in love
Wit the block
I took my lil 32
And stuffed that bitch
Wit 7 shots
Stop fighting in 08
Bitch you run up
You getting shot
They say that paper
Bring you power
From the bottom
To the top
From the bottom
To the top
The cradle to grave
The crazy part about it
Shit We do this every day

Iron sharpen iron
My faith in god
Like fuck a pistol
Something happen to teazy
Pray my niggaz
Drop them Missiles
We want money
What's the issue
Pussy nigga get a tissue
You need it boy I got it
Bang the line
I'm getting wit you
09 that's when my life changed
I'm freestylin bout my life
Shit I don't write pain
Day dreaming at the light
Oh shit the light changed
That's how life change
Finally got my shit together
Feel like I'm doin better
I made diamonds
Out the pressure
Learned to deal wit
My depression
I'm still here and that's a blessing
Just know I'm shooting first
To many died
From second guessing

Living uptown
Where niggaz get shot
They got them infrared beams
And bunch of red dots
Just some young niggaz
Chasing money fell in love
Wit the block
I took my lil 32
And stuffed that bitch
Wit 7 shots
Stop fighting in 08
Bitch you run up
You getting shot
They say that paper
Bring you power
From the bottom
To the top
From the bottom
To the top
The cradle to grave
The crazy part about it
Shit We do this every day

2012 jumped back off the porch
I'm out here
On the the grind again
You need it
Bang my line again
It's greener than a Heineken
I finally built the nerve
To take them rides again
Fuck that I want some money
Trouble tryn shine again
448 in the trunk
Wit dawg
That bitch in the hood
The shit we ain't learn In school
The shit we learned
In the hood
OG told me get some money
And get them bitches later
So I'm chasing paper
I'm up early
And I stay up late
Too much on my plate
I'm goin to work
Plus I'm moving weight
I done seen a dice game
Turn into a shootout
Remember I caught that charge
Round the lake
And had to move out

Living uptown
Where niggaz get shot
They got them infrared beams
And bunch of red dots
Just some young niggaz
Chasing money fell in love
Wit the block
I took my lil 32
And stuffed that bitch
Wit 7 shots
Stop fighting in 08
Bitch you run up
You getting shot
They say that paper
Bring you power
From the bottom
To the top
From the bottom
To the top
The cradle to grave
The crazy part about it
Shit We do this every day