Cash Kidd - Candy Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1:cash Kidd] b**h i got my own swag all these n***as sounidng the same Tryna get fame off another n***a's style in the game im Countin' my change im good i dont rock with you lames just doin'me stackin up and staying out of the way b**hes tell me how i done changed i know i ain't' the same cuz i done been threw some sh** let me try too explain broke a** hell at the crib me n my n***a' pistol tryna'find a way to eat but stay up out of the system tattoo's every were so no jobs for this n***a' f** it imma' rob me a n***a for my mama and sister cuz we gotta' eat and survive i can't get me a job so imma' do whatever cuz' its up to me to provide b**hes tell me like you used to be a sweetheart i said i know i used to but no i gotta' be smart cuz b**hes take yo' kidness as a weekness they be tryna' take advantage when you stackin up yo bread like you tryna' make a sandwich and they just say sorry like that handles all the damage and that's how you turn a man into a savage now i don't give a f** about sh** but f** the cops b**h tell the feds to get the f** off my dick they tried to lock me up for armed robbery im pleding the fifth if you ain't' catch me and the act i ain't' admitting to sh** they threw me in that little room and tried to get me to snitch before i point a finger i'll rather sit in this b**h i laughed in they face they let me out right after that day its back to stackin the cake stackin and taking the cash to the safe free tone soon as he tough done we gone celebrate for so long the reff gone throw a flag on the plate i managed to see the sun threw all the sleed and the rain but im good im still alive so i can't even complain im still with the same team since a young a** n***a f** the judge and the police old dum a** b**hes [Chorus] mama said you gotta grind to get it won't something work hard dont be robbing n***as you gotta grind my n***a you gotta gring gotta grind till yo' check got at least two commas in it yeah ain't sh** sweet n***a' n***as' think sh** sweet n***a' im getting money i ain't got time for beef n***a but im still strapped in case you think sh** sweet n***a' ,let's get it i remember i was broke a** hell robbing every n***a i seen f** that sh** n***a' can't take what another n***a' work hard for you gotta' get out and get it just like he did frl' let's get it [Verse 2: Cash Kidd] b**h i got my own swag all these n***as' copy and paste they smile in yo' face you gotta' watch for these snakes for some p**y' i know some n***as that will mob in the rain hop on a train catch a bus probally fly on a plane dummy 's go get yo' cheddar these hoes will be forever and soon a** you get it up go get the ice in the frames im getting doe in the hood hitting hoes living good buffs got so much tent i feel like im in the woods live for my n***a G Down for my n***a Lee jaswan on my n***a's feet we was down now we on our feet b**h im balling for jeff got tattoo's all on my neck if i f** a brawd' its just that i never call her or text these n***as call me with threats boy i walk with the texts boy dont talk me to d**h cuz 'tone call and collect b**h stop being lazy give me head with enthusiasm when hoes see a n***a' i only throw the p**y at em' im still strapped but n***a chippa point the tooly' at em' wet a n***a up in the morning like fruity pebbles n***as crazy out here but i can't knock em' cuz' when i was broke with a dollar i was out robbing im tryna' let these n***as no that ain't the only option if you really wanna see prophet gotta; start grinding now im getting money f** all that beef sh** but im still strapped case you think sh** sweet n***a'