Drake pays homage to the late Pimp C, who was a member of the legendary southern duo Underground Kingz (UGK) with Bun B.[Intro] Yeah [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 it straight, I can't even see it straight, ah 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 fuckin' 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 could tell a lie if you askin' 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, 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 gettin' back to my ways [Chorus] 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) [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 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 glowin' in they mouth And they rockin' furs like it's snowin' 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 turnin' papers in won't get me paid And if I don't do nothing, I'ma ball I'm countin' all day like the clock on the wall, yeah, I need that Making major changes to the life I'm livin' 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 gettin' back to my ways [Chorus] 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)