Birdman - Uptown lyrics

rate me

Ft. Juvenile

(Verse: Birdman)

Candy coated, got the shades on all the time

Keep a strap, born uptown to grind

100 times I flip a nigga for the shine

I gets mine every time I sign a dotted line

Hit 100, make 100 right back on the slab

Every day, make more money, nigga, on the ab

The kush walk the bush before the dope game

Then the hurricane came with the fame

Bounce back champ, nigga, so the game is glory

Prone was the fame, another with the glory

Holidays is all the day, nigga, sun is shining

Paradise on earth, bitch we bout the grinding

Higher heights, spanned it for another life

Another fight, so we do this shit all night

Hella tight, hella chopper on a G flight

I stay strapped for the love, genified mics

Persian rug, marble floor on these glass doors

Glass house, new whips on 'em, 24s

And everyday is bout the same, nigga flip some more

Every day is bout the same, bitch, we make some more

(Hook)

Uptown, hard body, got it in the field

Fast lane, fast money, living in the hills

100 off the floor, the highlife for sure

A cash money nigga, a young money flow

A fire spitter or a sharpshooter, gang spinner

Higher than a nigga, more money than a nigga

Shining like a show, party off the floor

A filthy rich nigga, fuck a bad hoe

(Verse 2: Juvenile)

See, I was 11 when they labeled as a bread winner

Steak and feathered cinni when we made dinner

Treated all my bitches like riches, cause I stayed in 'em

Price was like a muthafuckin' dope because he stayed killin'

See, I am nothing like a god, but I done saved niggas

Made niggas, don't care who you are, cuz I don't praise niggas

Small, but I'm a brave nigga, motel it then _____(?) nigga

Take that to my grave and I'll bring digits to my cave, nigga

Barely fuck with niggas, cuz _____(?) is in their fave, nigga

Fire nigga, ride till I die nigga, 45 to squad niggas

True west side the ride, nigga

Westminston the sky, nigga

Cocaine I supply, nigga

Heroin is drive, a snow watch, be advised

The Jetsons, I'm so fly, nigga

High nigga, drive all rims, no tires nigga

Cogwheerls in that Chi, nigga

Watch we need a ride, nigga

I be at the muthafuckin' top of uptown, nigga

What!

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Birdman)

I saw a lot of that dirty G

Smokin' on that good Justin Bieber

Pass that money like a wild receiver

Work these streets like a ninety fever

Quick money, niggas think I'm riding a cheetah

Moving like this, you betta have a heater

IF you don't want one, you betta have a squeezer

Kill somebody, betta have a reason

Got a lil gun, leave me half defeated

That baby tryna have a happy easter

Girlfriend said she had to ease her

Bills ain't paid, she may have to leave it

Court need work and it's time to ____(?)

Landlord say they be takin' yo lease up

Tryna do right, you find a licker procedure

The shit ain't workin' out, you're gettin' dissin' and ___(?)

Still out there thuggin' these quicken policersz

Told 'em it was clean, they ain't even believe ya

Everything here in the streets risking yo freedom

Put yo hands right up and give yoself a breather

Niggas ain't real, ain't keeping it breezy

Lying bout the doctors, ain't even the seasons

The money, no lie, it's the root of the evil

Money, no lie, it's the root of the evil

(Hook)