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