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5 years ago
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtapeProbably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much harderCan't even see straight, I can't even see it straightUh, fuck with me, I buy the shotsLive a little, cause niggas die a lotAnd lie a lot but I'm the truth -- that's right, I fucking said itThe living proof that you ain’t gotta die to get to heavenYou girl, you right there, you look like you like this shitHow'd I know, how'd I know? That's me on some psychic shitI can tell a lie if you ask me my whereaboutsBut I might talk that real if you ask me what I care aboutRap and bitches, rappin' bitches, bitchesAnd rappin', rappin' and bitches until all of it switchesI swear, it's been two years since somebody asked me who I wasI'm the greatest man, I said that before I knew I wasThat's what's important, what really happened before thisWhen me and my crew was all about this rapper from New OrleansSinging "walking like a man, finger on the triggerI got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, ah"With fame on my mind, my girl on my nervesI was pushing myself to get something that I deserveThat was back in the days, Acura daysI was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my waysPeople always ask how I got my nice thingsTake my crown to the grave, I'm an underground kingI bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told'Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately I've been on a rollAnd I do it for the city, cause you know the city love a niggaDo it for the city, cause you know the city love a niggaDo it for the city, cause you know the city love a niggaDo it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole danceSometimes I need that stripper that's gon' tell me that she don't danceTell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound goodDo me like the women from my town wouldLeather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floorsTalking all the good things, that's all I'm really good forMemphis, Tennessee no, see I start to go deep backAnd Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-MackAnd these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouthAnd they rockin' furs like it's snowing in the southAnd every pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she likeSo why am I in class if this is who I'm trying to be likeSo I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fadeAs soon I realize that turning papers in won't get me paidAnd if I don’t do nothing, I'mma ballI'm counting all day like a clock on the wallYeah, I need that, making major changes to the life I'm livingI had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decisionsThat was back in the days, Acura daysI was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my waysPeople always ask how I got my nice thingsTake my crown to the grave, I'm an underground kingI bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told'Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately I've been on a rollAnd I do it for the city, cause you know the city love a niggaDo it for the city, cause you know the city love a niggaDo it for the city, cause you know the city love a niggaDo it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)