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?

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[?]

[?]

MPA Duke, whatever you wanna call it, you dig?

This that Uberman 2, you dig?

RAH