Drake - Underground Kings Lyrics
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Underground Kings
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What Are The Lyrics For Underground Kings By Drake?
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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 Uh, f*ck 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 asking me my whereabouts But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about Rap and bitches, rappin' 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, 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 a nigga Do it for the city, 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city (UGK, f*ck 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 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 as I realize that turning papers in won't get me paid And if I don't do 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, f*ck these other niggas) |
Who Wrote Underground Kings By Drake?
Bryan Williams, Ronald Williams, Aubrey Drake Graham, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams, Siccaturie Alcock, Duane Stephenson, Noah James Shebib, Joshua Banks, Tristan G. Jones, Dwayne Carter, Anthony Palman, Earl Conyers, Tauheed Epps
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