Noel "Gadget" Campbell - Under Ground Kings lyrics

[Produced by T-Minus and 40] [Verse 1] 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 it straight Uh, f** with me, I buy the shots Live a little, 'cause n***as die a lot And lie a lot but I'm the truth -- that's right, I f**ing 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** How'd I know, how'd I know? That's me on some psychic sh** 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 b**hes, rappin' b**hes, b**hes And rappin', rappin' and b**hes 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, 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 n***a, 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 [Hook] 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 n***a Do it for the city, 'cause you know the city love a n***a Do it for the city, 'cause you know the city love a n***a Do it for the city (UGK, f** these other n***as) [Verse 2] 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 Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack And these n***as 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** that she like So why am I in cla** if 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 turning papers in won't get me paid And if I don't do nothing, I'mma 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 decisions That was back in the days, Acura days I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my ways [Hook] 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 n***a Do it for the city, 'cause you know the city love a n***a Do it for the city, 'cause you know the city love a n***a Do it for the city (UGK, f** these other n***as)