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Ahj Adams - Candyman Lyrics

(Verse)
Yeah, young king on my hustle nigga/
See being broke was a joke, trying make the pockets bubble nigga/
This is way before the days of Grand Double nigga/
Gotta make a move but keep my ass up outta trouble nigga/
All my life to go getters I would look up/
I ain't take the page, bro I'm trying to fuck the book up/
Ran through my mind the kind of plan I could cook up/
Didn't know about the powder but I could push sugar/
Hold up, before I get too deep we gotta say this/
The idea kinda started with my boy Big Nick/
Got the product pre product, told him you should try this/
He back the same day and now he wanna pay for it/
Lightbulb moment/
Here in Porter County this is foreign, and I'm seeing that these white folk want it/
Told my Uncle Al, he'd always show me love/
Use throw a little bread for stocking drink in the club/
Or cleaning up spots that he got from out the mud/
Told the plan then he got me locked in with the plug/
Crossed county lines to GI on the weekends/
Was a little corner spot off of 16th Cleveland/
Back on the Sabbath, in my room I would bag it/
25 finna go times 4 when I pack it/
Showed up Monday, day one I did damage/
Sold out by day two, the next week we back at it/
Few months pass I'm the man with the magic/
Couple teachers even had me on retainer I was savage/
Got em all hooked, call him Candyman Candyman/
My turf now call it Candyland Candyland/
Big money making put it in my hand in my hand/
Had a couple baddies said they been a fan, been a fan/
Now the OG's salty bout the shit/
I could've put them on but I know they hated Chris/
It all came ahead when these mufuckas snitched/
Had to shut the shit down and all my work I had to ditch/
Relocated, them niggas still hated/
Guess that's how it is when you mad you never made it/
Clientele cut yeah I felt a little jaded/
Final blow was when I moved to ATL and couldn't take it/
Ain't no way this was the Dadda, uncanny/
I gotta keep it real and y'all might not stand me/
Though it may sound like I was out pushing them grammys/
I was sweet tooth trappin muthafuckin penny candy nigga/ hahahaha
(Outro)
But I made it sound dope tho yeah, they called him Candyman Candyman/
Turf locked down it was Candyland Candyland, yeah/
They called him Candyman Candyman/
Big money making had it in my hand in my hand/
I just be rapping tho y'all, true story tho/