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Up North

Lyrics of Up North by Central Cee

Chorus

The gun that we got came from up north

But if it beat, then you′ll go down south

German stick, they call it a SIG

Even though it's no smokin′ allowed

My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior

If we die right now, then we're goin′ in style

Huh, can′t be hospital

The life that we live is so hostile

Verse

Got suburban children tryna relate

If you ain't been broke, you won′t know what I'm sayin′

The waiter come, I just give him my card and tap it

I don't even know what I′m payin'

Oh, what a wonderful life I'm livin′

But somethin′ just don't feel right

The guys like tumble dryers, they′re spinnin'

While I jump on the mic, I′m spittin'

K1 jump out the right try kill him

Verse

I try satisfyin′ my woman

But baby, I'm done for the night, I'm kippin′

I gotta be up in a couple of hours

Big tactical knife I′m grippin'

Just in case they try their luck

Of course, I′m walkin' with God

But bro, in this world, no, that ain′t enough

Verse

Bro's in the party with a loaded gun

How the fuck did he get that in the club?

I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh

Like say, I jumped off of the back of the truck

Verse

Now I′m in Miami eatin' Carbone

If you ain't been out the hood, you won′t get that

Paigons drop, then I′m listenin' carefully

Art of war, I gotta know where their heads at

Been a long week, let me find a masseuse

My chain and my pendant′s hurtin' my neck, back

They don′t get what they want, so they switch up

Verse

So all along they tryna finesse man

Somebody get them a Tampax

Grown man actin' like teenage gyal

Huh, no sweet 16

The G17′s gon' ruin your b-day plan

Verse

All of us raised by single women

Taught ourself how to become a man

'Member the days when dinner weren′t made

My belly would ache in need of a scran

Chorus

The gun that we got came from up north

But if it beat, then you′ll go down south

German stick, they call it a SIG

Even though it's no smokin′ allowed

My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior

If we die right now, then we′re goin' in style

Huh, can′t be hospital

The life that we live is so hostile

Verse

The results from the doc came back and they said that I got imposter syndrome

'Member the days I was freezin' cold, I was writin′ my name on the frosted windows

Start of the year when FDot died 26th of Jan, I lost my kinfolk

Cam told me that he died, and I replied, "Huh?"

I hoped that he′d say it's a typo

Verse

Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed

Now all the kids know anything′s possible

Bussin' a jug on the enemy territory

Thinkin′ back now, that wasn't logical

You ain′t gotta check in on my mental health

Verse

When someone diss, it's comical

My girl loves to go back and forth

If you wanna do that, bae, take up volleyball

I don't have time for the million-pound meetin′ in town

Girl, let you alone

I′m livin' my movie, I won′t make a sequel

I can't decline like Home Alone 2

Too competitive, don′t wanna lose

Day in the life, let's see if you really trap

Turn off the autotune

It wouldn′t have blown though if it weren't true

Chorus

The gun that we got came from up north

But if it beat, then you'll go down south

German stick, they call it a SIG

Even though it′s no smokin′ allowed

My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior

If we die right now, then we′re goin' in style

Huh, can′t be hospital

The life that we live is so hostile

Outro

Yo, I been everywhere gang

Up north, down south

Jails all throughout the country, bro

I know what everybody's like

But up here, up north, we ain′t playin', bro

We get your shit snatched

Outro

Get your face punched off, bro

We'll even bun you, bro, we ain′t playin′

And man are goin' jail behind this shit

That′s why we keeping the guy's names alive, man

You know what I′m sayin'?

Support the trenches, man, free the guys all day