Lyrics:
the projects to the upper deck, upper class
A long way from where I come from
I know where I'm at, nigga, I can't forget where I came from
Life in the projects
to pow-pow on they ass
Here's a toast to the coast, so take a blast
From the projects to the upper deck, upper class
A long way from where I come from
I
play my hand
Okay that's a bet
Cause I got the upper hand and I know that the odds, they stacked
I'm going need my cash, living and I hope I don't crash
some TLC (yessiree)| The return is exponential| With a fixer upper like me|| I ain’t move in ready| But I’m open and warm| I’m not cookie cutter perfect|
some TLC (yessiree)| The return is exponential| With a fixer upper like me|| I ain't move in ready| But I'm open and warm| I'm not cookie cutter perfect|
they had the mics on the mantle
Looked at the DJ and said "May I?"
Lit it up like the Fourth of July
Because I float like a butterfly, sting like
a hail storm
Type of weight not everyone built for, this a heavy mantle
Can't remotely control the energy He let me channel
All I know is that God prepare
Baby on my mantle
Sitting in my picture frame
Cigarettes deep in my pocket
Calling out my name
Who you wanna ball Mayne
Top down baby drop
It so
of a bitch
Cuz we'll leave you with a swolen upper lip
You gotta put God first, and then your family and country
You gotta stack that money
Gotta get it in
they had the mics on the mantle
Looked at the DJ and said "May I?"
Lit it up like the Fourth of July
Because I float like a butterfly, sting like
and chains
told you I can't be tamed
They tryna keep me inflamed
Up, Upper, Uppity
Upper echelon that shit is my remedy
I'm shaking these boys, with new era
the rumor echo in the project's hallway
You want a fast break, me no static
But Mister Whipple can't dribble like Magic
I yolk em up in domination, nerds
still Native
Close-knit, stitched tight related
That's the way we handle it
Pin us up or mantle it
We on fire you candlelit
Daydreamin' on a rack
the collection of 3 kings of England
This is music to be murdered by
Ay
Bitch
Who run this shit who stack the money upper
Long as the bitch blow, why be a panty
the plug
If he got good prices
Rolled the dice
And gambled with my own life
Another day another dolla
Im working on another project
Im still living close
bossed me up, now I got the upper hand
Broke nigga thinkin' he can fuck me, but he can't
If you ain't from the streets, then you would never understand
hate me because I reluctant to work together in group projects
I still be able to score high marks and got my second upper class degree despite my bad
uppers bitch I'm geeked big extendo poking out my pockets playin hide and seek got some dope from cross the water set up shop I'm in these streets Nigga
the project's hallway
You want a fast break, me no static
But Mister Whipple can't dribble like Magic
I yolk em up in domination, nerds got scrambled
The Tony
now, I'm stuck
40 Hours plus and 4-for-4's, which one do I cancel?
Always For The People? That's one helluva mantle
It's two of them and one of you so
powerless
Let me teach the black youth where their power is
Lets transform the project’s into palaces
The black Madonna on the mantle came first
The black
faith in this forsaken project
I done lost my weight the kilo was injected
Pessimistic swan, pessimistic swan
Duckin' every river, ducking every river
stay ahead of the rush
Keep it pushing, I would never give up
Levelling up
Out of your brain, these niggas insane think they better than us
Upper
to look for
'Cause troop can't buy a knuckle
Game in a store
Making movies like your name is Faye Dunaway
Then hear the rumor echo
In the project's hallway
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