[Produced by Bongo]
[Intro: Marcus Black]
Started with a dollar and a dream
Sorta like Jordan getting cut from the team
Sorta like Dre 'fore he met Jimmy Iovine
I was lost out here, real niggas know what I mean
I said I started with a dollar and a dream
Sorta like Jordan when he won his first ring
Sorta like Dre with the headphone thing
You could be whatever you want nigga, we all kings
[Verse 1: The Game]
I had a dream last night, I was Rich Porter
Then I had a dream I had a bitch like Kim Porter
Then I had a dream I had bricks like transporter
Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter
What if you drove by a playground and witness Michael Jordan Taking off for his first dunk, bet you wish you had your camcorder
That's the type of shit I'm made of
That's the type of shit I'm made of
Fourteen carat gold, Raekwon first album
Nothing but a G thang like when Dre met Calvin
That's the type of shit I'm made of
That's the type of shit I'm made of
[Intermission]
Yeah, Yeah
Ay, wherever Nas is in the world
He gon' fuck with this, what up, God?
Queensbridge just like Compton, dog
In Inglewood niggas just like Yonkers, y'all
Where them Angels at?
Sing it for me one more time
While I pretend to sniff this line
[Intro: Marcus Black]
Started with a dollar and a dream
Sorta like Jordan getting cut from the team
Sorta like Dre 'fore he met Jimmy Iovine
I was lost out here, real niggas know what I mean
I said I started with a dollar and a dream
Sorta like Jordan when he won his first ring
Sorta like Dre with the headphone thing
You could be whatever you want nigga, we all kings
[Verse 1: The Game]
I had a dream last night, I was Rich Porter
Then I had a dream I had a bitch like Kim Porter
Then I had a dream I had bricks like transporter
Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter
What if you drove by a playground and witness Michael Jordan Taking off for his first dunk, bet you wish you had your camcorder
That's the type of shit I'm made of
That's the type of shit I'm made of
Fourteen carat gold, Raekwon first album
Nothing but a G thang like when Dre met Calvin
That's the type of shit I'm made of
That's the type of shit I'm made of
[Intermission]
Yeah, Yeah
Ay, wherever Nas is in the world
He gon' fuck with this, what up, God?
Queensbridge just like Compton, dog
In Inglewood niggas just like Yonkers, y'all
Where them Angels at?
Sing it for me one more time
While I pretend to sniff this line
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