Ab-Soul, The Game - Dollar and a Dream lyrics

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 Denver Lane
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 La Cienega
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 this 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 Wraith out
You talking 'bout the Porsche out here
You in the nosebleeds
Come down to where the courtside 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 to Carson next week ab-Soul!

Started with a dollar and a
Dream and a pistol (dollar and a dream)
On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal
(dollar and a dream)
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, then one day)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
(Dream, and this is what I deserve)

Uhh, 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 left 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 on 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 (dollar and a dream)
On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal
(dollar and a dream)
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, then one day)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
(Dream, and this is what I deserve)

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 battling ghost 'cause
I'm the illest one alive
That's word to Pac, Pun, Biggie
Why I stand as my city
If we was 'bout 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 (dollar and a dream)
On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal
(dollar and a dream)
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, then one day)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
(Dream, and this what I deserve)

Crenshaw Mafia down to ride
They say the Inglewood family's down to ride
I heard the Two Bs niggas is down to ride
They say them South Side niggas
Is down to ride
They say them Insane niggas is down to ride
I heard them Lueders Park niggas
Is down to ride
They say them Denver Lane niggas
Is down to ride who gon' ride tonight
Who gon' die tonight?