183rd, Smoke DZA, Vado, Bodega Bamz - Uptown Lyrics

VADO VESRE
UH ITS NOT LECTURE'S WHEN WHEN THEY FIRIN
EITHER YOU UNDER PRESSURE OR YOU APPLYIN IT
WEIGHTING COKE BY THE MEASURE'S OR YOU SUPPLING IT
NO MATTER HOW MUCH IS THE CHEDDER AINT NO RETIREMENT
PLAY BY THE OATH THEN PUT A QAUTER IN
BEFORE YOU SEE THE GROWTH YOU GOT TO WATER IT
GUCCI FUR COATS TRYING TO KEEP MY DAUGHTER IN
IM RICH POTER AND MR POTER REPORTIN THIS

DZA VERSE
UH ENOUGH RAW TO MAKE THE DOG SICK
FUCK A UHAUL TRUCK I NEED A FORKLIFT
FUCK A 5 STAR SWEET I NEED A FORTRESS
AND IF EVER I SWIPE I USE THE CORPORATE
RAGU APPROVE YOU KNOW WHERE THE SAUCE IT
IF IT AINT A 1 I DONT FORCE IT
AT ANY GIVING MOMENT I TURN OFF THE FAUCET
HAVE YOU IN A DROUGHT FEELING NAUSEOUS

VADO VERSE
OF COURSE THESE N*** GON HATE
BEST PART OF THE NIGHT IS MAKING IT HOME SAFE
TAKE IT HOME SAFE CAKE IN YA OWN SAFE
N*** AT THE TABLE BUT EATING THE PLATE
THEY BRINGING THE WRONG STAKES

DZA VERSE
I GIVING THEM NO BRAKES
THEY SILLY I REALLY BE THINKING
THEY ON BASE THEY SEALING
THEY OWN FATE THEY REALLY BE ALL FAKE
CHAMPAIGN POURING IM BRINGING MY OWN CASE
AND PROABLY WONT DRINK

BODEGA BAMZ VERSE
THEY CUT MY FACE SO SMILE A LITTL DIFFERENT
IM FROM THE EAST MY STYLE A LITTLE DIFFERENT
9-11 MY DAIL A LITTLE DIFFERENT
BEHIND BARS MY CHILD A LITTLE DIFFERENT
HOW THIS N*** DIFFERENT
I POINT THE CAL A LITTLE DIFFERENT
SIDEWAYS IM A G CRIME PAYS
COVERED IN OIL DONT ME GOLDY
EVERYBODY GET A SHOT LIKE HORRY
DONT GET YA MAN BERRY LIKE GORDY
IM GONNA 40 UNDER 40
BIG BALLER DWANYE JOHNSON WITH THE POWDER
JUST TO MAKE THE MONEY RAIN WE WAS SKIPPING SHOWERS
IM TOO DIGNIFIED IM ALL ABOUT HONOR
THESE N*** SELL THEY SOLD FOR A DOLLAR
I BIRTH N*** BUT IM A DISAPOINTED FATHER
MY SUNS BECAME PRODICALS JUST TO MAKE A PROFIT
IM A EAST SIDE LEGEND I DONT SAY MUCH
I DONT NEED TO PROVE SHIT I AINT MADE UP
FRESH LIKE NEW CAR SMELL CHECK THE MAKE UP
GOD FORGIVE EM I BE TALKING TO MY MAKER
LIKE GIVE ME THE STRENGTH AND KEEP ME STRAIGHT ON THE STREETS
CAUSE NOW A DAYS BEING FAKE IS REAL
I LOST TRACK WHO IS WHO
SOUND THE SAME WHO IS WHO
I FINSIH SCHOOL GOT THE E-CLASS BABY BLUE
LIKE THE TAR HEELS
HOW THIS N*** CROSS OVER
WAS NEVER SHY EVEN AS CUB
WORD TO SAMMY SOSA
IM THE DOMINICAN HOPE THEY WAS HOPING FOR
HAD DASHA BILANKO WHEN SHE OPEN 4
THEY DIDNT TEACH YALL NO MANNER
SO I HAD TO OPEN TO DOORS FOR EVERYBODY ON THE EAST
WALK WITH ME LOOKING REAL SHEEK
PUT SAND IN MY BACK YARD MADE MY OWN BEACH
SOME WHERE YOU CANT REACH
SOME N*** GONE LEARN SOME N*** GON TEACH
SOME N*** CANT SPEAK KEEP YA MOUTH CLOSED
SOME N*** GOT A NAME BUT THEY AINT EARN IT
I AINT CROSSING THE BRIDGE UNLESS ITS BURNING
I DONT GIVE A FUCK I DID MY WAY DIFFERENT IM FROM HARLEM
TALENTED AND GIFTED PAPI