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 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? Thats 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 Rappin', bitches, rappin', bitches bitches And rappin' rappin' and bitches until all of it 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