Kidd Boss the Goat - Uptown Vibes Lyrics

I'm really from uptown, I got them like, what now, huh
Kid Boss, Nino Jefe, call me number Uno
If my brother was alive, I'd still be number two, though
I'm no joke, you catch smoke, still I'm extra cool, though

Don't start trouble, it won't be none, just don't f*ck my mood up
Wish, made me pull up in that two door
Have you bitchin', why you bitchin'? I just came to drop my boo off
I could spin back with my goon though, and come lay you and your crew down on the corner, selling' dope

Wish I woulda stayed in school, though, when I got all of my Jews on
Nothin' new, though, white baby mama, remind you of Juno
Been there, done it, I could be your tutor
Who says you was the hottest? That's a mother f*ckin' rumor, yo

Put respect up on my name, homie, damn, homie
I ain't nothin' like these lames, homie, clown, homie
I done been through everything, know what that's about
Pass me the mic, I'm about to spit my life, yo

Nice town, back to up top
Wayne Ave bound, find a nigga on the block
They know who got the crown, man, they know who got the top
Big brother hottest round, they actin' like they forgot

What now, nigga? Made me run up, then your jewelry lost and found, nigga
Somebody chain floating some where uptown, nigga
It's always bitches, I ain't never really round, niggas
And if I do hang, it's my mother's child, nigga

Yeah, all my siblings bosses
Young and really living what he's spitting', he can't talk shit
I got five bitches, want me pass around his dick
I'm a call my homie, help me fraction out the fifth, whoa

It went down, big-ass butts, you know
Big-ass breasts lick my nuts, you know
I'm freaked out, I can't lie, you know
We tag team, we high-five, whoa

Put respect up on my name, homie, damn, homie
I ain't nothin' like these lames, homie, clown, homie
I done been through everything, know what that's about
Pass me the mic, I'm about to spill my life, yeah

Nice town, back to up top
Wayne Ave bound, find that nigga on the block
They know who got the crown, man, they know who got the top
Big brother hottest round, they actin' like they forgot

I don't speak Spanish, but if I did, I'd body it
I mean, I know a couple words, but I don't know a lot of them
I know I'm a negro, and my dog got that Agua in
So we got that fiend flow, so we got them choppers, and

We got to protect ourselves, these haters be watchin' us
Wonder what they searching' for, please lose the binoculars
I ain't got no words for y'all
Y'all can keep popping' shit, till I bring the hearse for y'all

I already bought the dish, mixed Puerto Rican bitch
I paid for the Visa quick, told her I'm a send her back
If she don't call a peeps for bricks
All my life I ran these tracks, and never needed y'all assist

After every new experience, a nigga need a pen
Put respect up on my name, homie, damn, homie
I ain't nothin' like these lames, homie, clown, homie
I done been through everything, know what that's about

Pass me the mic, I'm about to spill my life, yeah