Candy Lady Songtext

Yeah
Can I tell y'all a story?
Let me tell y'all a story

From the block, playin' cops and robbers, never was the cop
Candy lady, catch a nigga servin', tryna sew the pot
Since a jit, we was servin' licks, we was bustin' licks
Since a jit, we was totin' poles we wasn't havin' it
Fifty Flaw taught me how to box and said my mind was soft
Was too small, I couldn't do shit 'bout it, that's when I felt soft
That shit I lost, made me grind lil harder, turned me to a boss
Made me grind lil harder, turned me to a boss

All in all, I ain't gon' complain, you don't feel my pain
I ain't changed, motherfucker put some respect on my name
True story, told a story on me, hatred transform me
Goin' Jordan, I endured the bullshit and kept recording
Wanna dap me, take a picture with me, but then go to cappin'
Twitter tweetin', all that pillow talkin', you hoes got me laughin'
Ain't no beef, why they sleep on me, why they doubt a G?
Before the deal you ain't really want me fuckin' with Sharlese
Lights on, food on the table, I kept hot water
Kept workin', split the profit 'mongst my sons and my daughter
Got a Charger, doubted me, they fuckin' with me 'cross the border
In the water, speakin' water, I made profit from that water

From the block, playin' cops and robbers, never was the cop
Candy lady, catch a nigga servin', tryna sew the pot
Since a jit, we was servin' licks, we was bustin' licks
Since a jit, we was totin' poles we wasn't havin' it
Fifty Flaw taught me how to box and said my mind was soft
Was too small, I couldn't do shit 'bout it, that's when I felt soft
That shit I lost, made me grind lil harder, turned me to a boss
Made me grind lil harder, turned me to a boss
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