The Game ft. Roddy Ricch - How Far I Came Lyrics

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Came from the bottom, what a wonderful feeling
Look you in your eyes, I can calculate your realness
I bought an AP, my lil' nigga want a killswitch
The more money, more problems you gotta deal with
Rocks on the chain, all-white like cocaine
Double R, Ferrari, got me ridin' both lane
Three hunnid on the watch, five hunnid on this chain
Just imagine how far a nigga came

You can't imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came

Nigga, I came out them trenches
Catchin' fades on them blue line benches
I kept a Glock, used to pull mine, trippin'
Bust a shot, found a trashcan and threw mine in it
Mama mad about the rag, I had to tuck it in the Jansport
Walkin' past the Compton sheriff, it's fuck them and court
Water cut off, I had to get it with my hands sure
Took the strap and slapped the shit out my mama landlord
My little sister wanted cereal, so I had them Honeygrams on Imperial
Period, interior on the Cutlass, I'm serious
Orange foam hangin' out like it was bit by a Terrier
And where I'm from, niggas ain't got that many options
On the corner with the rock, give and go, we ran the option
Before Dr. Dre, I was slangin' rock to the doctors
I gots to get mine and get the fuck out of Compton, nigga

Came from the bottom, what a wonderful feeling
Look you in your eyes, I can calculate your realness
I bought an AP, my lil' nigga want a killswitch
The more money, more problems you gotta deal with
Rocks on the chain, all-white like cocaine
Double R, Ferrari, got me ridin' both lane
Three hunnid on the watch, five hunnid on this chain
Just imagine how far a nigga came

You can't imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came

I used to walk up on a nigga like, "Excuse, me bitch
What's your name? Where you from?
Do you bang? Cop a plea?
Nigga, I'll take you out tonight"
Yeah, that was my '03 mindstate
Every nigga you see with me, is guilty of boostin' the crime rate
When the blick deploys, it make instant noise
Put a hole in a nigga size of a Chips Ahoy
Now, gang would hit, and we'll hit your boy
Which one of you rappers or producers wanna get destroyed?
Everything before this is not valid
Take your roof off, you be sittin' in the backseat with Khaled
I'm not your average, my status is toe-tag
I might be with twenty-one niggas a lot, we all savage
And I got a lot of baggage, but it's Goyard now
Meaning I squeeze through the crack, where the dough got found

Came from the bottom, what a wonderful feeling
Look you in your eyes, I can calculate your realness
I bought an AP, my lil' nigga want a killswitch
The more money, more problems you gotta deal with
Rocks on the chain, all-white like cocaine
Double R, Ferrari, got me ridin' both lane
Three hunnid on the watch, five hunnid on this chain
Just imagine how far a nigga came

You can't imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came
Imagine how far I came