Uptown versuri

Uptown lyrics by yuke

Intro
Yeah, uptown baby, can’t feel nothin’ (Can’t feel nothin’)
I’ll make something, outta nothing (Outta nothing)
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh

Verse
Told her „It’s okay if you want someone new,” (If you want someone new)
„If we being real then I wasn’t diggin’ you” (Then i wasn’t diggin’ you)
This is pick and choose, niggas watch my moves (Watch my moves)
Niggas pocket watching and they watchin’ what I do (Watchin’ what I do)
Seen you at the show tryna act like I ain’t see you (Like I ain’t see you)
Stickin’ to myself ‘cause I don’t like how niggas move (I don’t like how niggas move)
All I smoke is ?, nigga this shit has me zooted (This shit has me zooted)
Zooted, yeah huh zooted

Chorus
Was in Brooklyn, smokin’ good pack (Smokin’ good pack)
Wit’ my twin flame, that’s my best friend (That’s my best friend)
Been off of the X, pistol put you in this pack (Put you in this pack)
Yeah, uptown baby, can’t feel nothin’ (Can’t feel nothin’)
I’ll make something, outta nothing (Outta nothing)

I’m like „Fuck it, roll another one, bitch” (Another one, bitch)
She could tell just by my face that something’s wrong (Something’s wrong)
Know she see it in my eyes, I’m definitely on shit (Definitely on shit)

Bridge
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh

Chorus
Was in Brooklyn, smokin’ good pack (Smokin’ good pack)
Wit’ my twin flame, that’s my best friend (That’s my best friend)
Been off of the X, pistol put you in this pack (Put you in this pack)
Yeah, uptown baby, can’t feel nothin’ (Can’t feel nothin’)
I’ll make something, outta nothing (Outta nothing)
I don’t feel shit, my heart been finished crumbling (My heart been finished crumbling)
Give a fuck ‘cause the bank keep coming (Keep coming)
Give a fuck ‘cause I made this shit from nothin’ (From nothing)

Refrain
Uptown, baby yeah I came from nothing (Came from nothing)
Made a lil’ something out of nothing (Something out of nothing)
Made a lil’ something out of nothing (Something out of nothing)
Yeah, made a lil’ something out of nothing (Something out of nothing)

Outro (Chorus)
Was in Brooklyn, smokin’ good pack (Smokin’ good pack)
Wit’ my twin flame, that’s my best friend (That’s my best friend)
Been off of the X, pistol put you in this pack (Put you in this pack)
Yeah, uptown baby, can’t feel nothin’ (Can’t feel nothin’)
I’ll make something, outta nothing (Outta nothing)

I’m like „Fuck it, roll another one, bitch” (Another one, bitch)
She could tell just by my face that something’s wrong (Something’s wrong)
Know she see it in my eyes, I’m definitely on shit (Definitely on shit)
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh