[Intro: Merkules & The Game]
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You already know what it is
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[Verse 1: Merkules]
Jesus piece around my neck
And I'm wearing it like a vest (Uh huh)
I'm the boss, I don't see all that arrogance as a threat (Not at all)
Game told me, "Don't forget to be careful how you invest."
Now the G Wagon interior glaring off my Patek
I know you have that on ya conscience
This is Canada to Compton (Right, right)
Win a Grammy, then an Oscar, and go right back to the projects
I'm someone they pretend to be
Suckers don't get my energy
I was a young'n in that cutlass, bumpin' The Documentary (Facts)
We'd sneak out of the house whilе grandma was watching Jeopardy (Ha ha)
She caught us on the block and madе us dump out all our Hennessy
Just the thought of it's nostalgic, I was on my 8 Mile shit
I was young, I was confused, but the music would overpower it
That was back in '03
I swear the aftermath was shady, so I can't imagine sayin'
I'm collabing with The Game
So when I die, cremate me, put my ashes in a vase
Roll me up inside a blunt and fuckin' pass it to my gang
[Chorus: Merkules]
Someone tell my mama I made it
Out the hood now I'm famous
I've been riding round faded
From LA to Las Vegas
I had to manifest this
Hatin' on us is a death wish
Someone tell my mama I made it
Out the hood now I'm famous
I've been riding round faded
From LA to Las Vegas
I had to manifest this
Hatin' on us is a death wish

[Verse 2: The Game]
Put them Lambos up
Bring them Impalas out
Gimme a eighth and a crater, I'll show you what them dollars 'bout
Still countin' large amounts
Still smoking by the ounce
Still fuck with Dre, I'm getting head right outside his house
2020 vision
Angel on the grill
Juiced up to Pac like that fat n***a still
When I still got it
Mama happy I made it
For all the times I got her raided, I moved to the Vegas
Life is a gamble, snake eyes on the dice
Glock in my true religions, my passion of Christ
And I'm runnin' these lights
Smoking this dope
Sold all my albums just like I did with the coke
Underhand, see this money make these bitches do the Running Man
Uncomfortable if I leave the house and I ain't got a hundred grand
Hit twelve with the eagle... Randall Cunningham
Us against them... some shit you'll never understand
[Chorus: Merkules]
Someone tell my mama I made it
Out the hood now I'm famous
I've been riding round faded
From LA to Las Vegas
I had to manifest this
Hatin' on us is a death wish
Someone tell my mama I made it
Out the hood now I'm famous
I've been riding round faded
From LA to Las Vegas
I had to manifest this
Hatin' on us is a death wish