Under Ground Kings - Drake

Yeah

Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water

Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape

Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much harder

Can't even see it straight, I can't even see it straight, ah

Fuck with me, I buy the shots

Live a little, 'cause niggas die a lot

And lie a lot, but I'm the truth, that's right, I fuckin' said it

The living proof that you ain't gotta die to get to heaven

You, girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit

How'd I know? How'd I know? That's me on some psychic shit

I could tell a lie if you askin' me my whereabouts

But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about

Rap and bitches, rap and bitches, bitches and rappin'

Rappin' and bitches until all of it switches, I swear

It's been two years since somebody asked me who I was

I'm the greatest, man, I said that before I knew I was

That's what's important, what really happened before this

When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans

Singing, "Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

I got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga," ah

With fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves

I was pushing myself to get something that I deserve

That was back in the days, Acura days

I was a cold dude, I'm gettin' back to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice things

Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king

I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told

'Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately, I've been on a roll

And I do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga

Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga

Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga

Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)

Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance

Sometimes I need that stripper that's gon' tell me that she don't dance

Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good

Do me like the women from my town would

Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors

Talking all them good things, that's all I'm really good for

Memphis, Tennessee know, see, I start to go deep back

In Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack

And these niggas got them diamonds glowin' in they mouth

And they rockin' furs like it's snowin' in the South

And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she like

So why am I in class if this is who I'm tryna be like?

So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade

Soon as I realize that turnin' papers in won't get me paid

And if I don't do nothing, I'ma ball

I'm countin' all day like the clock on the wall, yeah, I need that

Making major changes to the life I'm livin'

I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decision

That was back in the days, Acura days

I was a cold dude, I'm gettin' back to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice things

Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king

I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told

'Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately, I've been on a roll

And I do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga

Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga

Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga

Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)