Dollar And A Dream (feat. AB Soul)

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 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 weight foundry, 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
 On the corner rag hang like it's 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 Curtis magnet that man is without the medal with him
 How the hell I did it? I let God ad lib it
 I put that on Leetwood, I ain't lie in 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 delighted on 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 hang like it's 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
 Jason 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 [?]
 I put them waste 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
 [?] 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 hang like it's 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!