Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Uptown, artist - Drake. Date of issue: 14.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Uptown |
| YeahHardly home but always reppin' |
| You hardly on and always second |
| When I’m awake you always restin' |
| And when they call you the answer you are hardly questionI, I’m doin' classic |
| shit in all my sessions |
| Other niggas situations they are all depressin' |
| That’s why I never follow y’all suggestions |
| I just always did my own thingNow I run the game, you stupid mothasuckas |
| I see all this money through my Ohio state buck-eyes |
| Shit been goin' good but good could turn to better |
| 'Cause you the type to lose her and I’ma 'bout to get herIt’s okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay |
| You could run and tell ya friends that I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| Best believe I understandIt’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay |
| You could run and tell my city I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| You could run and tell my city it’s onYeah, wrong way down a one way |
| Women don’t get saved round me, even on a Sunday |
| Damn, where I get it from? |
| These niggas always wondered who |
| Then they meet my pop and tell 'em, «Drake is just a younger you» |
| And shawty wanna party so don’t let ya girl up out the house |
| Or there’ll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth to mouth |
| Now she’s famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her |
| I dropped to black cards, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin LutherI don’t ever |
| play but I’m in the game, lady |
| They just loose to love, those are tennis games, lady |
| Have you countin' money goin' duffel bag crazy |
| Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne BradyDamn, whose line is it anyway? |
| I’m in a daze, you been amazed |
| Y’all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage |
| I’m on fire, yep, I been ablazeI got dough to blow but I wanna blow it right |
| You look nice and ya frame makes me wanna bowl a strike |
| Well, alright, yes, I might, know what fuck it, yes, I will |
| I am more that what you bargained for |
| Nothin' less than real, put it to ya likeIt’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay |
| You could run and tell ya friends that I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| Best believe I understandIt’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay |
| You could run and tell my city I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| You could run and tell my city it’s onBun B, king of the trill also one of the |
| dopest |
| Rep for the streets or on the mic, I’m dope and yes, I’m focused |
| The gangsta recognize me for my locc’ness |
| No joke, it’s time to shake these haters off like the skin on a locustOr maybe |
| like a py-thon, that’s the type of shit I’m on |
| I wrote this on my i-phone so let me drop this i-bomb |
| I-palm the game like it’s a spalding ball and take flight |
| From the free throw line and slam it down like I’m the great mikeBun and Wayne |
| and Drake in here, Mayne, it’s gon' be a great night |
| Look at all these posers bite, I swagger like a great white |
| Try to cross me over, I just fake left then I break right |
| Stupid animal tricks like David Lettermans late nightThis that major moment you |
| been waitin' on too long |
| The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song |
| UGK and Young Money too strong |
| Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on? |
| It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay |
| You could run and tell ya friends that I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| Best believe I understandIt’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay |
| You could run and tell my city I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| You could run and tell my city it’s onI am the leather jacket, black glasses, |
| all American bad boy |
| I own the swagger super market and you, you just a bag boy |
| 'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy |
| Hate and I will leave your chest the color my flag boySuu-woo bitch, |
| I do this shit, I’ll erase you like I drew you bitch |
| And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my spoon bitch |
| I’m so uptown and muthafucka, if you ain’t don’t go uptownYeah, and now I’m on |
| that rock shit |
| But why they let me in, I’ma start shootin' in the most pit |
| Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? |
| Weezy in ya mouth, now Weezy what you talkin' 'bout?It's okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay |
| You could run and tell ya friends that I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| Best believe I understandIt’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, |
| it’s okay |
| You could run and tell my city I’m on |
| I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on, I’m on |
| You could run and tell my city it’s onYeah |