Margie's Candy House
Man
Shit, damn (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Mmm, uh
Al, turn me up
Mmm, man, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Started out at the Riverdale, moms flew me from the Bay
When I was young, used to hate it and grew up, then, I thanked her
Far away from my pops, thinkin' 'bout that gray McLaren
I can shed a tear on this track, she wouldn't understand it
Gramps had the candy house, Margie's on Harbor Road
Still eat me up inside that I missed her funeral
I know she lookin' down on me while I'm in this 5-0
(Shit remind me of the old days)
I can't lie, man, my mind gone
I was in a dark place, went hard and found a way (found a way)
Livin' out them motels (motels), cold nights on the blade
(I knew that life wasn't for me)
But still, I took a chance
12 hours on the interstate, then, profit ten bands
Calculate another dub, back then, my goal was a hundred
Had to the hit the ground runnin' (true)
Prayin' they don't hit the spot (hit the spot)
I was goin' through a lot
It was nights I would cry
Probably why I push this black 'Rari down the I-5
What's happenin'?
Real niggas never quit (damn)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (for real)
Real niggas stay on ten (real niggas stay on ten, for real, shit, uh)
Run that back
Real niggas never quit (yeah)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit ('git)
Real niggas stay on ten (for real, uh, Al, what's happenin'?)
Ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, I made it out the streets, but still gotta watch my back
Road runnin', touch down safe, then, I set up trap
Thinkin' back, fresh out of jail, but I had the map
I had a plan, second day home, made a couple grand
Pleasant Hill in a motel, pack vacuum sealed
I was gettin' rich in D.C. while you was crackin' seals
I 'on't glamorize it, though, I was prayin' for a change
Hit 50 burpees in the morning, then, I board the plane
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Real niggas never quit (damn)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (real)
Real niggas stay on ten (real niggas stay on ten, for real, shit, uh)
Run that back
Real niggas never quit (yeah)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit ('git)
Real niggas stay on ten (for real, uh, shit)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shit, damn (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Mmm, uh
Al, turn me up
Mmm, man, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Started out at the Riverdale, moms flew me from the Bay
When I was young, used to hate it and grew up, then, I thanked her
Far away from my pops, thinkin' 'bout that gray McLaren
I can shed a tear on this track, she wouldn't understand it
Gramps had the candy house, Margie's on Harbor Road
Still eat me up inside that I missed her funeral
I know she lookin' down on me while I'm in this 5-0
(Shit remind me of the old days)
I can't lie, man, my mind gone
I was in a dark place, went hard and found a way (found a way)
Livin' out them motels (motels), cold nights on the blade
(I knew that life wasn't for me)
But still, I took a chance
12 hours on the interstate, then, profit ten bands
Calculate another dub, back then, my goal was a hundred
Had to the hit the ground runnin' (true)
Prayin' they don't hit the spot (hit the spot)
I was goin' through a lot
It was nights I would cry
Probably why I push this black 'Rari down the I-5
What's happenin'?
Real niggas never quit (damn)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (for real)
Real niggas stay on ten (real niggas stay on ten, for real, shit, uh)
Run that back
Real niggas never quit (yeah)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit ('git)
Real niggas stay on ten (for real, uh, Al, what's happenin'?)
Ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, I made it out the streets, but still gotta watch my back
Road runnin', touch down safe, then, I set up trap
Thinkin' back, fresh out of jail, but I had the map
I had a plan, second day home, made a couple grand
Pleasant Hill in a motel, pack vacuum sealed
I was gettin' rich in D.C. while you was crackin' seals
I 'on't glamorize it, though, I was prayin' for a change
Hit 50 burpees in the morning, then, I board the plane
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Real niggas never quit (damn)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (real)
Real niggas stay on ten (real niggas stay on ten, for real, shit, uh)
Run that back
Real niggas never quit (yeah)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit ('git)
Real niggas stay on ten (for real, uh, shit)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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Writer(s): Larry June Feat. The Alchemist
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