Uberman 2 Intro

[Intro] Yeah YSL I might turn into a street poet you know? I done seen a lot i've been through, you dig? Let's go Yeah These streets ain't for everybody you know? Shit, i wish i would've went to college Get a degree for my momma, you dig? Uh [Verse] Came out the trenches You know that streets raised me And if you ain’t talkin’ money Fuck you and pay me I dropped a [?] right in the pot Brought back a brand new Mercedes I’ve been like fuck the world lately She wanna swallow my babies We sippin’ hot tea I’m in the band new casino, we just made a bag My niggas violent, sticks my shows and go when I say I want the [?] but the stars in I send my picture at bar babe We get free bands when we ball mane Middle finger up to all haters Ferrari’s and Lamb’s I made them know who I am I’m gon’ stay poppin’ on ‘gram I’m gon’ stay nuttin’ like tan My niggas call out the clam All of them talkin’ them bands We had to stick to the plan I give them all that I can We livin’ life fast forward 220 on the dashboard I want that Land no Honda Accord Came to the show, drippin’ sharp as a sword I’m in that lane like a Dodger You niggas don’t want no problems I told them to pull up, I told them [?] When they pull up we gon’ rob them I knew I had it Stood out in the hood like a [?], so try not to sound arrogant And I’ve been having it, and I’m so passionate All these bitches harassing me, I put them bands in the back [?] You niggas ain’t makin’ noise I’m gettin’ fetty and I’m with the fetty boys Ya don’t got to worry, they’ve got all the chores Chopper stay clappin’, soundin’ like a applause Whatever she said Jump out the Porsche and I bought me a strap I jumped in the defense Y’all niggas late need to catch up Hit a nigga, hit him from the neck up Pussy niggas know they gon’ spare cuz [?] gang need a check up I’m ‘bout to get a new [?] See the hoe wearin’ I back up Neighbourhood [?] when we flagged up My niggas rollin’ that Active I’m tryin’a make my mama proud I’m tryin’a go platinum I’ma go buy her a house I’ma go buy her a Phantom We sippin’ on mud, pourin’ fours in Fanta That pussy got a smell, she a dirty dancer [Outro] Yeah, YSL shit We came a long way We been through up's and down's [?] You dig? [?] [?] [?] MPA Duke, whatever you wanna call it, you dig? This that Uberman 2, you dig? RAH