UPTOWN Lyrics

Ooh, there'll be no more room

'Cause she'll be coming back home

To the one she really loves

Oh-ooh

But it's cool

'Cause there'll be lots of "new"

I'll take your love back home

And we'll all be custom new, oh-oh, hey, yeah

I just been popping my shit, yeah, we up now

Mac NL from the Uptown

She want a brand new bust down

So I told her, quick, bet a bust down

She using me as a crutch now

Thinking 'bout me, I'm her crush now

She like the way I be telling stories

Paint the pictures with a brush now

Told her I don't do the love now

She a Christian but she cuss now

Boy I toss it up, stuck now

I don't really got no trust now

Booty call, she want' run 'round

Heart cold, my shit numb now

Told her focused on my funds now

Ice blindin' like the sun now

I would trade her for a Plain Jane

But she coming back the same day

She wanna do it like "Great Danes"

It's a new me on the same things

Seen the music making great plays

Tryna catch it, like a late train

I was never one to face change

Now I'm steady going great places

Sixteen, chasing main stages

Coming from under, it's great basements

Think you the man when you sneak dissing

In the studio we trade places

Shoot my shot, got some great gauges

I heard your bae say "lil' Mac amazing"

Take my spot? Boy you can't take it

I cannot, do the fake placements

Ooh, there'll be no more room

'Cause she'll be coming back home

To the one she really loves

Oh-ooh, (aye)

But it's cool

'Cause there'll be lots of "new"

I'll take your love back home

And we'll all be custom new, oh-oh, hey, yeah

She kick me out, I'm kicking it

I got enough to go 'round I be splitting it

Wait for the pop, I'm fizzing it

If it's a problem you know I be fixin' it

She got that bottom but I won't be kissing it

Falling no autumn for her, she be slick with it

She runnin' routes in my head

Be in love with her? I'd rather be dead

I can't love her, rather be in a hearse

But I can't decide if it's eyes or the purse

We broke it off and I got put in a curse

I thought it was rock bottom, but got worse

I was special to her, I was the first

We done it twice, but I never go third

And now I be scare-crowing all these birds

They flockin' to me like they move in a herd

I just been popping my shit, yeah, we up now

Mac NL from the Uptown

She want a brand new bust down

So I told her, quick, bet a bust down

She using me as a crutch now

Thinking 'bout me, I'm her crush now

She like the way I be telling stories

Paint the pictures with a brush now

Told her I don't do the love now

She a Christian but she cuss now

Boy I toss it up, stuck now

I don't really got no trust now

Booty call, she want' run 'round

Heart cold, my shit numb now

Told her focused on my funds now

Ice blindin' like the sun now

(We could've made this shit work)

(You fucked up)

(You know that?)