[Intro]It's Uncle Joe in hereIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in hereIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in hereIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in here[Verse 1]It's Uncle Joe, peep while the story is toldLook like I'm the last nigga to know I got oldWhich is fine, as Uncle Joe I wear that age like it's a three piece suitCan't get to this type of flavor without a season at trueEvery Sunday at the spades table slamming cards, hella hardSpitting over Ruff Ryder or Roc-a-Fella barsI'm telling stories of Khaled before he Terror SquadDifferent from what they selling y'all, fuck am I telling y'all?It's Uncle Joe, don't wear Supreme and jeansCame up with Nitty and Web, I knew Supreme in QueensAnd Ross dropped "B.M.F." and y'all would sing in the streetsI'm a little different, I was thinking of MeechCheck this shitI used to drive around the tunnel in the Lexus with the snubBefore Power 105 was sneaking breakfast in the clubListen, young niggas learn up, I don't do the kiddie shitI'm with the turn up, I just like Biggie shitFuck is you saying?Only been a sensation for only two generationsI'm like the minute the weigh in fight readyFriends are forever changingAnd all them niggas I came up in the game withDone fainted in the entertainment I swear[Interlude]They say the older you get in life the faster it happens. Me, I feel like I could still fuck with 25 year olds and their mommas if they cute enough. So when I walk up in the day party and said, "what up?" all I hear is "Uncle Joe" in this bitch[Verse 2]Same way you know when you up, you better know when you slipStudies based of years hanging with the boa constrictsI'm from an era where we ain't deal with all the trolling and shitWhen we see you we just go in your shitIt's repercussions for actions, we demanded moreDon't understand it, dawgQuestion all these niggas with words they never answer forStaring at you new niggas still from an older stateIt's feeling like Oscar Robertson watching Golden StateY'all hear Post Malone and think of "White Iverson"I think of Karl and how he could've got the title wonI keep my life off Instagram like my private someI open albums for the credits, y'all just Tidal 'emIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in hereIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in this bitchWhen there was problems with the game I got to sculpting that bitchBut they just kept talking about my hoes, I don't even notice the shitI got a stash I never go in and shitSame emotionless kidsStoic as if I'm just a motionless giftNormally in the club tucked in the corner, no one to mind meYou niggas go and look for these bitches, they come and find meY'all praise it, I be disgustedCause I don't want the points for scoring on easy buckets(And what else?)And I don't count her if she ain't alter my weekly budgetOr if she Snapchat every portion that we in publicThat's awful, she need to cut it (she need to cut it)Bria's in the W with SandraThe escorts fuck with me, that's a double entendreBoth got fat asses, one's a double cup monsterBoth used to mad attention, it's my subtlety they fond ofIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in hereIt's Uncle Joe, it's Uncle Joe in this bitchNigga
