UPTOWN

Living in the concrete jungle
Where the vines latch on, and the time catch on to a nigga anytime he stumble
Where the 9 latch on to the hip, pack on with the zip
Where the song and the hoop go along with the strip
From the 9ine block, that belong to the crips
From the Sazon, to the mask on but the lips, dispatch on em
The trap gone, gotta dip
Big crowd by the ocks, and chino spot
Ain't proud of the pops like Nemo got, either jammed up
God took his hand, or he couldn't man up, time took the sand up
When a nigga layed down his heat, got his tan up
Or died to police with a nigga hands up
Single moms in the house dinner canned up
Tryna flip grams or he scam, get a band up, cuz we broke out here
Rain hard, never bring cash crops, only brought smoke out here
Humdullillah, never spoke out here, niggas tie rope
Cuz of what they wrote out here, only pen for the memoirs
Gotta fend ours
Street fights translate to the ken bars
Uptown, where you ten toes down
Or a nigga underground where the roots don't bend far

Uptown, Uptown, Harlem, Rucker, Cup Brown, Cup Brown
Uptown, Uptown, barbers, ups, and bussdowns
155 by the highway
110th by the park, 25th on a Friday, nigga
No sleep, creep on the get back, get that bread, til we dead in the skyway nigga
Uptown, Uptown, Harlem, Rucker, Cup Brown, Cup Brown
Uptown, Uptown, barbers, ups, and bussdowns
155 by the highway
110th by the park, 25th on a Friday, nigga
No sleep, creep on the get back, get that bread, til we dead in the skyway nigga

Coco, mango, cherry, C-Town, Pathmark, Halle, Berry, Bron cocking the rock, Jason Terry, phat farms on the block 'fore Amiris
Tre bags, five five and a Dutch, two spliffs, more blunts for the heads in the staircase
8th ave, 55 in the ruck, 9 block, Manhunt, mom dukes in the hair place
Zoo niggas on the Hurst, stamps on the first, kids in the headlines
Blue niggas by the church, sinning through the hurt,kids doing fed time
Chris Brown, ain't here for the guidance, every two minutes more sirens
Violence, grip pound, move with the silence, silence, clip round flew to your iris, Iris
In a flash, like Barry Allen, we do the dash when cops near, we wilding
Them trips up top to one scary island, they very violent, he scared, he silent, like shhh
We already ate, fuck fed time, reaper tuck tight when it's bed time
Red lines serve as margins where we marginalized
Where we starve in the yard til the garden arrives

Uptown, Uptown, Harlem, Rucker, Cup Brown, Cup Brown
Uptown, Uptown, barbers, ups, and bussdowns
155 by the highway
110th by the park, 25th on a Friday, nigga
No sleep, creep on the get back, get that bread, til we dead in the skyway nigga
Uptown, Uptown, Harlem, Rucker, Cup Brown, Cup Brown
Uptown, Uptown, barbers, ups, and bussdowns
155 by the highway
110th by the park, 25th on a Friday, nigga
No sleep, creep on the get back, get that bread, til we dead in the skyway nigga