Under Ground Kings Lyrics - 8 Ball

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 steer straight, I can't even steer 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 about my whereabouts 

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

Reppin' bitches, reppin' bitches bitches 

And reppin' reppin' them bitches 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 

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 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 it a nigga 

Do it for the city, cause you know the city love it 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 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 it's snowing in the south 

And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit 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 I realize that term-end papers they won't get me paid 

If I don't nothing I'ma 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 

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 it a nigga 

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

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