UPTOWN

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?)