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Up North

Central Cee
2025-01-222:39 minSynced lyrics

"Up North" is a song by Central Cee, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:39 long and contains 87 lines and 710 words.

Lyrics

0:02But if it beat then you'll go down south
0:03German stick they call it a sig
0:05Even though it's no smoking allowed
0:06My shooter with me shopping in Dior
0:08If we die right now then we're going in style
0:10Can't be hospital the life that I live is so hostile
0:13Got suburban children tryna relate
0:15If you ain't been broke you won't know I'm saying
0:16The waiter come I just give him my card and tap it
0:18I don't even know what I'm paying
0:19Oh what a wonderful life I'm living
0:21But something just don't feel right
0:23The guys are like tumbler dryers they're spinning
0:24While I jump on the mic I'm spitting
0:26K1 jump out the ride try kill him
0:28I try satisfy my woman but baby
0:30I'm done for the night I'm kipping
0:31I gotta be up in a couple of hours
0:33Big tactical knife I'm gripping
0:34Just in case they try their luck
0:36Of course I'm walking with God
0:37But bro in this world no that ain't enough
0:39Bro's in the party with a loaded gun
0:41How the **** did he get that in the club?
0:42I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh
0:44Like say I just jumped off of the back of the truck
0:46Now I'm in Miami eating Carbone
0:47If you ain't been out the hood you won't get that
0:49Pagans drop then I'm listening carefully
0:51Art of war I gotta know where their heads at
0:52Been a long week lemme find a masseuse
0:54My chain and my pendant's hurting my neck back
0:56They don't get what they want so they switch up
0:57So all along they were tryna finesse man
0:59Somebody get them a Tampax grown man acting like teenage gyal
1:02No sweet sixteen the G17's gon' ruin your b-day plan
1:05All of us raised by single women
1:06Taught ourself how to become a man
1:08Remember the days when dinner weren't made
1:10My belly would ache in need of a scram
1:12The gun that we got came from up north
1:13But if it beat then you'll go down south
1:15German stick they call it a sig
1:17Even though it's no smoking allowed
1:18My shooter with me shopping in Dior
1:20If we die right now then we're going in style
1:22Can't be hospital the life that I live is so hostile
1:25The results from the doc came back
1:26And they said that I got the imposter syndrome
1:28Remember the days I was freezing cold
1:30I was writing my name on the frosted windows
1:31Start of the year when Fdot died
1:3326th of Jan I lost my kinfolk
1:35Cam told me that he died and I replied "Huh"
1:36I hoped that he'd say it's a typo
1:38Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed
1:39Now all of the kids know anything's possible
1:41Bussing a jug on the enemy territory
1:43Thinking back now that wasn't logical
1:45You ain't gotta check in on my mental health when somebody diss
1:47It's comical
1:48My girl loves to go back and forth
1:49If you wanna do that bae take up volleyball
1:51I don't have the time for the million-pound meeting in town girl
1:53Let alone you
1:54I'm living my movie I won't make the sequel
1:56I can't decline like Home Alone 2
1:57Too competitive don't wanna lose
1:59Day in the life let's see if you really trap
2:01Turn off the auto tune
2:02It wouldn't have blown though if it weren't true
2:04The gun that we got came from up north
2:06But if it beat then you'll go down south
2:07German stick they call it a sig
2:09Even though it's no smoking allowed
2:10My shooter with me shopping in Dior
2:12If we die right now then we're going in style
2:14Can't be hospital the life that I live is so hostile
2:18Yo I been everywhere gang
2:20Up north down south jails all throughout the country bro
2:24I know what everybody's like
2:26But up here up north we ain't playing bro
2:29We get your **** snatched get your face punched off bro
2:33We'll even bun you bro we ain't playing
2:34And man are going jail behind this ****
2:36That's why we keeping the guy's names alive man
2:39Know what I'm saying support the trenches man free the guys all day
But if it beat then you'll go down south
German stick they call it a sig
Even though it's no smoking allowed
My shooter with me shopping in Dior
If we die right now then we're going in style
Can't be hospital the life that I live is so hostile
Got suburban children tryna relate
If you ain't been broke you won't know I'm saying
The waiter come I just give him my card and tap it
I don't even know what I'm paying
Oh what a wonderful life I'm living
But something just don't feel right
The guys are like tumbler dryers they're spinning
While I jump on the mic I'm spitting
K1 jump out the ride try kill him
I try satisfy my woman but baby
I'm done for the night I'm kipping
I gotta be up in a couple of hours
Big tactical knife I'm gripping
Just in case they try their luck
Of course I'm walking with God
But bro in this world no that ain't enough
Bro's in the party with a loaded gun
How the **** did he get that in the club?
I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh
Like say I just jumped off of the back of the truck
Now I'm in Miami eating Carbone
If you ain't been out the hood you won't get that
Pagans drop then I'm listening carefully
Art of war I gotta know where their heads at
Been a long week lemme find a masseuse
My chain and my pendant's hurting my neck back
They don't get what they want so they switch up
So all along they were tryna finesse man
Somebody get them a Tampax grown man acting like teenage gyal
No sweet sixteen the G17's gon' ruin your b-day plan
All of us raised by single women
Taught ourself how to become a man
Remember the days when dinner weren't made
My belly would ache in need of a scram
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 smoking allowed
My shooter with me shopping in Dior
If we die right now then we're going in style
Can't be hospital the life that I live is so hostile
The results from the doc came back
And they said that I got the imposter syndrome
Remember the days I was freezing cold
I was writing 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
Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed
Now all of the kids know anything's possible
Bussing a jug on the enemy territory
Thinking back now that wasn't logical
You ain't gotta check in on my mental health when somebody 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 the time for the million-pound meeting in town girl
Let alone you
I'm living my movie I won't make the 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 auto tune
It wouldn't have blown though if it weren't true
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 smoking allowed
My shooter with me shopping in Dior
If we die right now then we're going in style
Can't be hospital the life that I live is so hostile
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 playing bro
We get your **** snatched get your face punched off bro
We'll even bun you bro we ain't playing
And man are going jail behind this ****
That's why we keeping the guy's names alive man
Know what I'm saying support the trenches man free the guys all day

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