[Intro – venomous over heavy 808s and distant gunshots] Vegas night. Two to the chest. One skimmed the head. Suge right beside me. Black car peeled. They thought that was the end. I woke up. Now every nig uh that clapped is either buried or still jumpin’ every time a door slam. This the real one. [Verse 1] I crawled out that desert with blood still in my lungs Same black bandana, same heat under my tongue They wrote the death certificate early, sold the shirts, made the myths I came back ten times heavier, ready to split lips Battlefield scars while I push plush cars, same war different day Life as a ridah mean you never soft, you stay ready to spray Born rough, born rugged, addressin’ these fake public Attitude was fuck it and these nig uhs still love it To be a real soldier you keep composure when the lead fly Life complicated, only what you make it when it’s do or die Ambitionz as a ridah mean I catch her while she hot Take her to the tele, leave her broke, then I’m back on the block Smokin’ bomb, feelin’ crucial, from player to player the game tight Nig uhs plot and scheme but they still can’t fade this light [Chorus] They missed… they missed… they shoulda finished the job Still ambitionz as a ridah, still a straight-up fuckin’ problem From the gutter to the top with every scar as my proof If that second shot hit different y’all would never hear the truth (Still ridah… still ridah… still fuckin’ ridah) Eyes on me forever, even when they thought I dropped This the heat they never got… the shit that never stop [Verse 2] Troublesome never left, it just got denser with the years I walk through these boardrooms still strapped, still bringin’ tears Game turned soft, all these soft nig uhs flexin’ internet pain Talk killin’ on the timeline then freeze when the real come claim Closest thing to the throne and I still keep it filthy raw Number one across the board, still the outlaw they saw Cities still bleedin’, same cycle, same mothers in the street Same politicians lyin’ while the young nig uhs catch heat I coulda been a ghost in the charts, legend locked in a vault Instead I took the whole empire and made the whole game halt Youth still yellin’ my name but they don’t know the real weight Of carryin’ this generation while these cowards sit and wait [Chorus] They missed… they missed… they shoulda finished the job Still ambitionz as a ridah, still a straight-up fuckin’ problem From the gutter to the top with every scar as my proof If that second shot hit different y’all would never hear the truth (Still ridah… still ridah… still fuckin’ ridah) Eyes on me forever, even when they thought I dropped This the heat they never got… the shit that never stop [Bridge – aggressive, almost yelling over the drop] I talk to the dead ones… Big, Eazy, all the soldiers in the dirt Told ‘em I’m still holdin’ this weight, still puttin’ in the work If that bullet finished me y’all woulda got the myth and the merch But the myth became the man and the man still puttin’ in work I coulda rested in the legend… instead I chose the war Now every time they hear this name the streets still want more [Verse 3] Game different now, algorithms and the streams But the hunger stay the same when you come from broken dreams Kids pack the same pain I used to carry in my chest So I load every bar like a clip and let ‘em test Survived the second shot then I seized the whole empire Turned that trauma into fuel and set the whole world on fire Still the outspoken nig uh that they never understood Closest to the peak but I still walk with the hood If you ever wondered what the prime woulda really been This the answer in your speakers, this the war I never end Ambitionz as a ridah… permanent, no debate I outlived the night they tried to write my final fate [Final Chorus – full chaos, ad-libs stacked] They missed… they missed… they shoulda finished the job Still ambitionz as a ridah, still a straight-up fuckin’ problem From the gutter to the top with every scar as my proof If that second shot hit different y’all would never hear the truth (Still ridah… still ridah… still fuckin’ ridah… forever) Eyes on me forever, even when they thought I dropped This the heat they never got… the shit that never stop [Outro – spoken, low and final over fading 808s] They can keep the theories. I kept the heat. Ambitionz don’t die. They just wait for the right body to wake up meaner. Thug life… still. And I’m still here.
