Under Ground Kings Songtext
von Drake

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
Oh, 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 fucking 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 can tell a lie if you ask 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 and 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 getting back to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I′m a 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 thats 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 glowing in they mouth
And they rockin' furs like it′s snowing 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 I realize that turning papers in won't get me paid
And If I don't nothing, I′ma ball
I′m counting all day like a clock on the wall
Yeah, I need that

Making major changes to the life I'm living
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 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 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)