Up North Lyrics – Central Cee

Read the full Up North lyrics by Central Cee along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Central Cee’s music, you can also explore CRG and Limitless, two other songs by Central Cee.

[Chorus]
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though there’s no smoking allowed
My shooter with me shopping in Dior
If we die right now, then we going in style
Huh, can’t be hospital
The life that we live is so hostile

[Verse 1]
The suburban children tryna relate
If you ain’t been broke, then you don’t know what I’m saying
The waiter come, I’m just giving my card and tapped 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 like tumble dryers, they’re spinning
When I jump on the mic, I’m spitting
K1 jump out the right track, kill him
I try something, try my woman
My baby, I’m done for the night, I’m tipping
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, know that ain’t enough
Bros in the party with a loaded gun
How the fu*k he get that in the club?
I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh
Like see, I jumped off 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 dropped, then I listening carefully
Art a war, gotta know where their heads at
Been a long week, let me find a masseuse
My chain and my pendants hurting my neck, back

They don’t get what they want, so they switch up
So in the low, they tryna finesse mans
Somebody get them a Tampax
Grown man acting like teenage gyal
Huh, 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
Member the days when dinner weren’t made
My belly would ache, in need of a scran
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[Chorus]
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though there’s no smoking allowed
My shooter with me shopping in Dior
If we die right now, then we going in style
Huh, can’t be hospital
The life that we live is so hostile

[Verse 2]
The results when the doc came back
And they said that I got imposed syndrome
Member the days I was freezing cold
I was writing my name on the frosted windows
Started the year when FDot died
Twenty-sixth of Jan, I lost my kinfolk
Cam told me that he died and I replied, “Huh?”
I hope that he say it’s a typo
Came from the mud and my whole hood with me
Now all the kids know anything’s possible
Bussing a juug on the enemy territory
Thinking back now, that’s wasn’t logical
You ain’t gotta check in on my mental health
When someone diss, it’s comical
My girl loves to go back and forth
If you wanna do that, bae, take a volleyball
I don’t have time for the million-pound meeting in town
Gon’ let her loan you
I’m living my movie, I won’t make a sequel
I can’t decline like Home Alone 2
Two complain they don’t wanna lose me
Day in the life, let’s see who really trap
Turn off the autotune
It would have all blown if it weren’t true

[Chorus]
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though there’s no smoking allowed
My shooter with me shopping in Dior
If we die right now, then we going 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 playing, bro
We getting s*it snatched
Getting face punched up, bro, even bun ya’, bro
We ain’t playing
And man are going jail behind this s*it
That’s why we keeping the guys names alive, man
You know what I’m saying?
Support the trenches, man, free the guys
All day