[Intro - The Game:]
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

[Verse 1 - The Game:]
We did it for the West motherf*cker like Kanye
Niggas get stretched out on [?]
Got three thousand stacks I aint talking bout Andre
I put it on your head I aint talking no toupee
See I stayed the same aint go weird like Lupe
Squeeze on his trigger like aint no more toothpaste
(You aint 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 birds eye view of the streets
Nigga welcome to Compton take you in Carson next week
Ab-Soul!

[Hook - The Game:]
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!

[Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:]
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 aint 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
Im 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 its 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
Ill wait
Yeah thats what I thought Im the best nigga
This the new West nigga respect that
Its Top Dawg all Im missing is the red hat
But dont question what pocket I had left my handkerchief
Im 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 Im saying
The game aint changed we still changing the game
Soul!

[Hook - Game:]
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!

[Verse 3 - The Game:]
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
Im 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 Im 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 Im the illest one alive
Thats word to Pac Pun Biggie why I stand as my city
Its wise to run a train you couldnt f*ck with me
Ever since I saved my coast its been born again
If I aint 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 Im down playing that actually
Call me Game I aint 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 f*ck want what
Nobody survives so look alive when them Impalas in the cut

[Hook - Game:]
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!