Ashes To Ashes
Game feat. Rick Ross Lyrics


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(Verse 1: Rick Ross)
I got a house on my face, custom made glasses
Laser on heckler, ashes to ashes, valet to vessel
Known as an Aston, the Hoes give you ass, homie, only in my absence
Well connected with gang member on most sets
Not to boast but get you popped like moet
My record sales could never reflect my respect
What god damn Def Jam forever in debt
Money bags back and forth how carry it on
Tattoo dead homies on my arms, still I grieve for 'em
As I'm nailed to the crucifix, tears in my eyes, smiling on the inside (Blessed)
Nobody cares what I feel like, no
Now it's six xanax just to feel right, let's go
Periognom in my glasses, toast to competition
Ashed to ashes

(Hook: Game)
See the fireworks in the club, you know we got bottles
See the lambos out front, that tells you we fuckin' models
Spit real nigga shit, so you can bump it in the phantom
Make it rain for them niggas who ain't never seen Atlanta
Red diamonds in the watch, red frames in the lenses
How you know you on?, Baby mama driving Benzes
Louis Vuiton house shoes, somewhere on the boat
Like a snitch nigga body, let this motherfucker float

(Verse 2: Game)
Champagne in my glass feeling like a boss
Fell in love with a phantom, like fuck what it cost
Louis duffle full of hundreds, dimes of the purple, keep it G, cause that's me
These rap niggas Steve Urkel, survival of the fittest
Swimming in the dark, Sea World in my living room, Come and feed the sharks
Put on for my city, Or it would have fell apart, Nigga rap is like New York
Ain't no where to park
That's why I got a chauffeur, I don't need a valet, At the game, watchin' 'Bron give it up to Khaled
Not a hatin' bone in my body, nigga I salute 'cha
You disrespect my hood, I'll fuck around and shoot y 'cha
We got the world runnin' 'round throwin' up B's
Niggas saying "soo woo" like they're fucking chinese
Eyes tighter than a virgin when I'm blowing on these grapes, top down blowin' smoke on the fuckin' interstate





(Hook: Game)

Overall Meaning

In the first verse, Rick Ross starts off by talking about his custom-made glasses with a "house" on his face, implying that he has a design that represents his wealth and status. He goes on to mention his connections with gang members on various sets, but states that he does not want to boast about it. Ross talks about the contrast between his record sales and the respect he receives in the industry, which he feels makes Def Jam forever indebted to him. He ends his verse by mentioning how he mourns the loss of his dead homies, all the while trapped in a crucifix, and feeling pressures to put on a façade of happiness.


In the second verse, The Game takes over the mic, talking about the lavish lifestyle he leads, including champagne and a love for a Phantom car worth millions. He boasts about how he keeps it "G" meaning he remains true to himself, and how many other rappers are like Steve Urkel comparatively. He talks about the harsh competition in the rap industry, and how he puts on for his city, Compton. The Game even mentions LeBron James and DJ Khaled before closing out his verse by talking about blowing smoke on the interstate from his convertible car.


Line by Line Meaning

I got a house on my face, custom made glasses
I have tattoos on my face and unique glasses to showcase my individuality


Laser on heckler, ashes to ashes, valet to vessel
I have a gun equipped with a laser sight for precision, I acknowledge that all life ends eventually, and I choose to use a valet service for luxury transportation


Known as an Aston, the Hoes give you ass, homie, only in my absence
I own an Aston Martin, and women are only interested in me when I'm not present


Well connected with gang member on most sets
I have strong connections with gang members in many locations


Not to boast but get you popped like moet
I don't want to brag, but I have the power to eliminate my enemies with ease


My record sales could never reflect my respect
My success in the music industry does not accurately reflect the amount of respect I have earned from my peers


What god damn Def Jam forever in debt
The record label I am signed to, Def Jam, will always be in debt to my talent and contributions


Money bags back and forth how carry it on
I am constantly moving large amounts of money back and forth and I am not affected by this lifestyle


Tattoo dead homies on my arms, still I grieve for 'em
I have tattoos paying tribute to my deceased friends and I still mourn their loss


As I'm nailed to the crucifix, tears in my eyes, smiling on the inside (Blessed)
I am metaphorically suffering, but I am grateful for my blessings and I choose to remain happy


Nobody cares what I feel like, no
I feel like I am alone and no one cares about my emotions


Now it's six xanax just to feel right, let's go
I have to take six Xanax to feel at peace and ready to face the world


Periognom in my glasses, toast to competition
I have a distinct pattern in my glasses and I embrace competition with a toast


Ashed to ashes
I acknowledge that all life ends eventually


See the fireworks in the club, you know we got bottles
We are celebrating in the club with fireworks and champagne bottles


See the lambos out front, that tells you we fuckin' models
The presence of Lamborghinis outside indicates that we are successful models


Spit real nigga shit, so you can bump it in the phantom
I am rapping about authentic experiences so you can enjoy them while driving in a Rolls-Royce Phantom


Make it rain for them niggas who ain't never seen Atlanta
I am throwing money for those who have never experienced the city of Atlanta


Red diamonds in the watch, red frames in the lenses
My watch contains rare, valuable red diamonds and my glasses have red frames


How you know you on?, Baby mama driving Benzes
You know you have succeeded when even your child's mother drives a Mercedes-Benz


Louis Vuiton house shoes, somewhere on the boat
I own Louis Vuitton house shoes and I am relaxing on a boat


Like a snitch nigga body, let this motherfucker float
Like the body of a snitch, I am letting this matter go


Champagne in my glass feeling like a boss
I feel powerful and successful while drinking champagne


Fell in love with a phantom, like fuck what it cost
I am in love with a Rolls-Royce Phantom and I don't care about the price


Louis duffle full of hundreds, dimes of the purple, keep it G, cause that's me
I carry a Louis Vuitton duffel bag full of cash and marijuana, and I stay true to my authentic self


These rap niggas Steve Urkel, survival of the fittest
I see other rappers as weak and inferior, and I believe only the strong can survive


Swimming in the dark, Sea World in my living room, Come and feed the sharks
I am swimming in the dark with dangerous predators in my living room, and I invite others to witness my lifestyle


Put on for my city, Or it would have fell apart, Nigga rap is like New York
I represent and support my city, or else it would crumble. The rap industry is like the city of New York


Ain't no where to park
There is nowhere to park in my city


That's why I got a chauffeur, I don't need a valet
I have a personal driver, I don't need a valet service


At the game, watchin' 'Bron give it up to Khaled
I am watching LeBron James show respect to DJ Khaled at a sports event


Not a hatin' bone in my body, nigga I salute 'cha
There is no jealousy or negativity in me, I salute and respect you


You disrespect my hood, I'll fuck around and shoot y 'cha
If you insult or show disrespect towards my neighborhood, I may retaliate with violence


We got the world runnin' 'round throwin' up B's
People all over the world are throwing up the Blood gang signs that represent my neighborhood


Niggas saying "soo woo" like they're fucking chinese
People are shouting the Blood gang call "swoo" so frequently, it's similar to how the Chinese language sounds to non-speakers


Eyes tighter than a virgin when I'm blowing on these grapes, top down blowin' smoke on the fuckin' interstate
My eyes become red and heavy when smoking marijuana, and I am driving on the interstate with the top down




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