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[verse 1]
bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
probably shouldnt be driving, it just got so much harder
cant even see straight, i cant even see straight
oh, fuck with me, i buy the shots
live a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
but im the truth thats right i fucking said it
the living proof that you aint gotta die to get to heaven
you girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit
howd i know, howd i know? thats me on some psychic shit
i could lie a lot if you ask me about my where-abouts
but i might talk that real if you ask me what i care about
rappin bitches, rappin bitches bitches
and rappin rappin an bitches until all of us switches
i swear, its been two years since somebody ask me who i was
im the greatest, man, i said that before i knew i was
thats whats important and what 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, im 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, im getting back to my ways
[hook]
people always ask how i got my nice things
take my crown to the grave, im an underground king
i bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
cause im down to spend whatever, lately ive been on a roll
and i do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
nigga, do it for the city, (ugk fuck these other niggas)
[verse 2]
sometimes i need that romance, sometimes i need that pole dance
sometimes i need that stripper thats gon tell me that she dont 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, thats all im 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 niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth
and they rockin furs like its snowing in the south
and every pretty girl tell me thats the shit that she like
so why am i a classic, this is who im trying to be like
so i drop out, lessons i was taught are quick to fade
as soon i realize that term-end papers they wont get me paid
if i dont nothing imma ball
im countin all day like a clock on the wall
yeah need that, making major changes to the life im 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, im getting back to my ways
[hook]
