Under Ground Kings - Drake

Written by：A. Graham

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 straight I can't even see straight

Oh

F**k with me

I buy the shots

Live a little

'Cause n**gas die a lot

And lie a lot

But I'm the truth that's right I f**king 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 sh*t

How'd I know how'd I know that's me on some psychic sh*t

I could tell a lie

If you askin' me my where abouts

But I might talk that real if you ask me

What I care about

Rappin' b**ches

Rappin' b**ches b**ches

And rappin' rappin' an b**ches until all of us switches

I swear

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

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

Thats what's important and what

Really happened before this

When me and my crew as 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 n**ga 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 getting 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 it

N**ga do it for the city

'Cause you know the city love it

N**ga do it for the city

'Cause you know the city love it

N**ga do it for the city ugk f**k these other n**gas

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 the good things that's all I'm really good for

Memphis tennessee no

See I start to go deep back

And rich crust with my seat back with yo gotti and e mack

And these n**gas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth

And they rockin' furs like it's snowing in the south

And every pretty girl tell me

That's the sh*t that she like

So why am I a classic this is who

I'm trying to be like

So I drop out

Lessons I was taught are quick to fade

As soon is I realize that term end papers

They won't get me paid

And if I don't nothing I'mma ball

I'm countin' all day like a clock on the wall

Yeah need that

Making major changes to the life I'm living

I had no choice I had to prove

I made the right decisions

That was back in the days

Acura days

I was a cold dude I'm getting back to my ways