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uptowndemons - rob ace lyrics

[verse]
close my eyes and i think about the past
think about my path and the way you make me laugh
smoking on this gas saying where the f-ck my time go
roll another blunt asking where the f-ck my high go
i been tweaking man i needa get my mind right
i ain’t sleeping like a n-gga in the limelight
only time gon tell if ima p-ss the right n-ggas
i was in my own lane, you tried to crash n-ggas
she be saying i’m that n-gga cause she had n-ggas
i ain’t tripping cause a n-gga done had b-tches
real bad b-tches
cute sad b-tches
smoke grams
take pics for the gram b-tches
i was in the booth, momma i won’t let you down
sun settin now, where my n-ggas heading now?
we the headlines changing up the setting now
i be busy i don’t got no time for texting now
if she really wanna know me listen to my songs
i been living long, i ain’t live that long
smokin on this strong helping me forget
all that pain all that sh-t when i was a mess
i got trauma lil shorty yeah i must confess
i keep chains on my neck just to feel the bless
do them slow strokes, just to feel the s-x
i been on my sh-t cause i feel i’m next
they ain’t wanna hear me now i speak facts
bless my lil n-ggas each 3 stacks
100s all in them for them 100 n-ggas
i was starving with ya, now i’m thumbin with ya
n-ggas say move carefully they f-ckin with ya
but they know w-ssup for the love of the paper
n-gga f-ck doing favors, i’m high for a long time
when i’m at the wrong place, feel like it’s the wrong time
in the backseat they won’t catch me at the light
talked a lot of sh-t had to learn to win the fight
b-tches on my d-ck trynna tell me that they know i’ll make it
n-ggas trynna diss like n-gga know you hating
i was in the streets sleeping out missing momma meals
f-ck you and that talkin lil n-gga triple comma deals
n-ggas get shot left to right, now the drama real
i’m still young so it’s bout to take a lot to heal
i just gotta wait on my turn
still skipping the line
b-tches that hated
they all on my line
saying spit me a verse
just give me a line

[hook]
lil n-gga this uptown sh-t
know how to drive, driving stolen whips
smoke a couple of dimes and i’m sippin on lean
posted on the block, still in the 60s
and i’m ducking the opps
city got bigger
her t-tties got bigger
the 20s, the 100s
the 50s got bigger
the semi got bigger
the henny got bigger x2

[outro]
lil n-gga… facts
(facts) aye
when you hear that sh-t..
that sh-t sound crazy don’t it?
facts, aye
this uptown sh-t (what? what? what?)
rob ace reporting live from america
feel me, new york city
uptown sh-t f-ck is you talking bout?
bang
f-ck?
and uh
i’m boutta level up on ya b-tch n-ggas
tripping in new york

- rob ace lyrics

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