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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
Vocals
DOM KENNEDY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cash Jones
Songwriter
Stanley Benton
Songwriter
Wallis Lane
Songwriter
Prince, Amir Motamedi
Songwriter
Dominic Hunn
Songwriter
J. Taylor
Songwriter
Michael Washington Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Wavvs
Producer
Wallis Lane
Producer
Prince, Amir Motamedi
Producer
Steve Baughman
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
On Rosecrans, off gin and juice
On Rosecrans, off gin and juice
'Round here, **** ain't got shit to lose
Young **** off the chain and they gettin' loose
LA **** with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
[Verse 2]
Thirty-nine and I'm still bangin'
I can't get out if I wanted to
All I did was document my life
I ain't put that red rag in front of you
My first album had the world lit
Hit the hood and brought that Hummer through
Finally got the Impala candy-painted
Show you out-of-towners what that summer do
Started off with sixty **** with me everywhere I went
Hunnid and twenty cups inside a summer jam tent
I went from broke, fantasising 'bout Christina Aguilera
To putting TVs in the dash of my momma's Xterra
This is real shit, I'm spitting bars from the gun **** get killed with
I had to cover my son and let that steel spit
I talked about in these songs, **** got real sick
Dre thought that I was just rappin'
I told him I had bodies, no cappin'
****, this the new Compton
2005, my whole life got live
Picture a gang member on the cover of The Vibe
Tell 'em why it's West Side
[Verse 3]
'Cause LA **** with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
[Verse 4]
On Rosecrans, off gin and juice
On Rosecrans, off gin and juice
'Round here, **** ain't got shit to lose
Young **** off the chain and they gettin' loose
[Verse 5]
They done put me on the set at Rolling Loud
AK47 only way I move the crowd
This my life, it's more than music
A lot of **** rap but I was born to do it
Took my momma two days to give birth and how I repay her?
Going through her motherfucking purse
It's crazy how she love me after all my dirt
**** disrespect her, he gon' touch the earth
If it's me or my ****, then I'ma die first
Go on my 'Gram, put that pic of me and Dom on some shirts
It's all fun and games till that Super Soaker squirt
You lost somebody you love, I know it hurt
I got two dead brothers, one dead father
A momma with a pacemaker, two sons and a daughter
I got a lot to live for but I ain't scared to die
I got this Hennessy and my ****, Dom Kennedy
West Side
[Verse 6]
Them LA **** with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
[Verse 7]
Them LA **** with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
[Verse 8]
How long?
Yeah
How long?
[Verse 9]
Uh huh, yup, straight like that
(Step to me wrong)
Yeah
Five hundred dollar candles
When I'm gone, yeah
Not step to me wrong
Five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah
Yup
Written by: Dom Kennedy, Mike Wavvs, Cash Jones, Stanley Benton, Jayceon Taylor, Wallis Lane, Amir Motamedi Prince