Dollar And A Dream

They say it started in the East where the apple was

But out West we be throwing them apples up

They say them Fruit Town niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them Tree Top niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them Grape Street niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them Bounty Hunter niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them 6-0 niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them Cedar Block niggas gon' ride tonight

Them 1-9-0 niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them Timberland niggas gon' ride tonight

They say them Campanella niggas gon' ride tonight

Who gon' ride tonight, who gon' die tonight

Started with a dollar and a dream

Started with a dollar and a dream

We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Kanye

Niggas get stretched out on [?]

Got three thousand stacks, I ain't talking 'bout Andre

I put it on your head, I ain't talking no toupee

See I stayed the same, ain't go weird like Lupe

Squeeze on his trigger like ain't no more toothpaste

(You ain't gon' do shit) Bitch, of course I is

You want this money, you gon' have to drive the course I did

I got that weight foundry, talking 'bout the Porsche out here

You in the nosebleeds, come down to where the cross-eyed is

How a nigga with a rojo rag end up in Soho

Bag, any bitch walking with a solo swag

You think you ballin' in that four do' Jag? Nah

In Tom Fords with a MK bag? nah

Give you a bird's eye view of the streets

Nigga, welcome to Compton, take you in Carson next week

Ab-Soul!

Started with a dollar and a dream and a pistol

On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal

I said you gangbanging let me see credentials

And when I pull this gun out you know how this go

Started with a dollar and a dream!

(Look at me now, look at me now)

Started with a dollar and a dream!

I was fathered by the bastards

Pardon my mannerisms

The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him

How the hell I did it? I let God ad lib it

I put that on Leetwood, I ain't lying one sentence

Bitch, I started with a dollar and a dream

We went from helping old ladies with their groceries at Alpha Beta

For a couple quarters to a baby hustling something major

We had to grow up sooner or later, but

I'm so Del Amo, my mama still stay off Anna Lee

Carson across my belly, I prove you lost already

Roccett my big brother, Bishop let the door crack

Game took me on my first tour, now look where we at

In the studio getting paid to reflect on that

Documenting true facts

Not to mention this the Documentary 2 too

You do the addition in ballerina shoes

Enough with the clever raps, it's more important than that

I put my city on the map, nigga

Yeah, I really put my city on the map

I mean, when the last time you heard Carson on the track, nigga?

Let alone when they calling out stomping grounds on the West

I'll wait

Yeah, that's what I thought, I'm the best, nigga

This the new West, nigga, respect that

It's Top Dawg, all I'm missing is the red hat

But don't question what pocket I had left, my handkerchief

I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta

But let me explain something, a paradox if you may

I threw all my fresh Supreme Chuck Taylors today

And then I got a call from Chuck Taylor, I'm saying

The game ain't changed, we still changing the game

Soul!

Started with a dollar and a dream and a pistol

On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal

I said you gangbanging let me see credentials

And when I pull this gun out you know how this go

Started with a dollar and a dream!

(Look at me now, look at me now)

Started with a dollar and a dream!

My first album was a set up

I was the little nigga Pac was talking to

When he said "keep your head up"

Cause he knew what I would be facing after his demise

Jayceon had to pitch them pies, better life than flipping fries

I'm the one the Crips despise

Move the Yay or kiss the sky, for having dreams that 50 died

Eulogy by Mary Blige

Hopped up in that enterprise, had to stop a genocide

Went from underdog to watching Top Dawg and Kendrick rise

Now tell me can I testify, pull over trying to rest for 5

On a block, no tint on the Wraith left these kids mesmerized

They ask me how I did it, how I got it

Say I'm king you looking brolic

I put them weights down start practicing lyrical exercise

Tell me who the next to die, probably who the next in line

They got me babbling ghost cause I'm the illest one alive

That's word to Pac, Pun, Biggie, why I stand as my city

It's wise to run a train, you couldn't fuck with me

Ever since I saved my coast, it's been born again

If I ain't shit then who the king of California then?

Who could out-rap me?

Now think about if the same nigga you bout to say can run up and out-strap me, yeah

Out-trap me, yeah, out-gat me

I mean think about it, exactly

Speaking matter-of-factly I'm down playing that actually

Call me Game I ain't one still I get paid like an athlete

Do the math after the math, Doc two in the bag

Lived up to expectations, Dre took me first in the draft

Now who the fuck want what

Nobody survives so look alive when them Impalas in the cut

Started with a dollar and a dream and a pistol

On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal

I said you gangbanging let me see credentials

And when I pull this gun out you know how this go

Started with a dollar and a dream!

(Look at me now, look at me now)

Started with a dollar and a dream!