(Are you still taking the painkillers?)
Uh, it's me, the big G
All the young niggas look up to me, they tell me I'm the GOAT, but, shit, why not?
I give 'em hope
Ayy, I told my mom I was gon' get money, I told my mom I was gon' win
Told my mama best friend I was gettin' a Rollie 'fore I was ten, uh, and I did (Uh, no bap)
Jumped in them streets at fifteen, I had a SIG
God, forgive me for my sins, was pointin' it right at niggas' wig, uh (Bah, ayy)
I know I'm blessed I ain't do no bid
I was fresh up off a hit, posted up on Essex and shot a vid (Yeah)
Niggas snakes, act like they wanted me to win, but I got rid of them (Fuck 'em)
I ain't never repent for none of my sins 'cause I was gonna sin again (Sin again)
Soon as bro called, hop right in that backseat, ready to spin the bend (Let's go spin the bend)
When the whips got high, I bought the Benz, just kept on spendin' Benjis (Spending Benjis)
Slidin' and slidin' and slidin' and slidin' 'cause we just wanted revenge (Just wanted revenge)
It wasn't fun no more, they tapped out, but we wanted 'em in (Wanted 'em in)
Wavin' white flags, we just laughed 'cause we ain't want amends (Haha)
We was lettin' you niggas slide 'cause we just want our man (Fuck 'em)
At least a hundred nights I cried, when I lost my twin (My twin)
Had to get my swagger back, I ain't wanna rap (I ain't even wanna rap)
As soon as you see them niggas clap, that's on Maxx and Cap (On Cap)
Got to walk in with my strap no matter where I'm at (Don't give a fuck where I'm at)
Fightin' my imagination, that's a bunch of bap (That's bap)
I get paranoid and question death
Tryna make that bitch go, "Frrt," press the switches left (You know that)
Swerv filthy, think I'm guilty of identity theft (Come on)
Got a better chance of me smokin' crystal meth (Come on now)
Got a better chance of me askin' niggas for help (Come on now)
'Cause when I did, they just left, welp, did it by myself, yep
They was tryna see me on the shelf, yep
Every time I talk to God, I make sure I pray for wealth, yep
And I pray for peace, crossin' me bad for your health, yep
That's to say the least, forty burn his ass like grease
My lil' blood keep that Blackout at .300 like Lil Reese
Havin' dreams about dyin', love my iron like a crease
Vivid nightmares (Vivid nightmares)
Opps catchin' me slippin' in my Nike Airs (G Fazos)
Security right there (He's right there)
I can't trust nobody with my life, I'm type scared (I'm scared)
Told my mama can't get rid of my trauma, I gotta wear it (I gotta wear it)
Ain't ashamed of talkin' about this shit, I gotta share it (I gotta share it)
Played the game, went to war with whoever 'cause I ain't care (I ain't care)
Said my name so many times 'til he got filled with lead
Yeah, it's Randy, man, call me Candyman (Candyman)
Posted on your block deep, it feel like Candy Land (Candy Land, sweet)
Blitz that bitch, go fix that shit, my shooter a handyman (He a handyman)
Don't want no ties to the streets and then I land again (I land again, I'm back)
Go on another street, there's blood on my hands again (On my hands again, the 'Raq)
I wanna send a special thank you out to my mother
First and forth most, Shaunshay Shareeclay
That's my mom who birthed me, you know what I'm sayin'?
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