Candle Light

I Don't need to fabricate don't need to fantasize
I no what it handle like
Wooden grip what the handle like
No electric had to to bag it under candle light
You no what the man dem on you no what the landing like
Yoi Killers to young to be categorised
Look in a savages eyes
Thought the darkness we carry light
If all my bros make it home it's a happy night

When it comes to words in a man of mine
Another yout pissed he ain't got a baggain line you ain't put them man ine
You we're handing out them picture like onCamera shy
350 A Cali zed Get dog a bag a nine
Me you can't patronise
Weed feed me but f****** up my Appitight
Cut tru on my Angle grind
Before I stepped ask urself if you hacking life
Half of the p**** couldn't hack a night
Don't let fool you be care who you talk to
Lips losse in the court room
Aim for you senses or aim for your organ
Late night Cuzzy whip it on a pot a a saucepan
For them calls in the morning
Allready need More food
You can't put your hand in mine
Put that on my Cali line
Before I ever had a line
Post box bus stop front of the block and the back of mine
Watch the og smoke food watch em bang a line
When you was racking up i was racking up that's why I adding up
100 Percent profit if I'm bagging c *** if I'm bagging ****
Broski made a 100 bags of bud
Don't be acting up
Treat his head like a egg trying crack it up
We didn't no better
First 8 times I beat if off word on leathers
That's work food we don't smoke lemon
Roll a Cali let the dope set in
Have a smoke session after a smoke session
My bro took him and my bros kept him
I just need to no what yard the doe Kept in
Them man are talk they got no weapons
We don't no Begging
Hit he road get it they ain't thrown credit
On the back whole my bro reving
Nearly hit hit head that's was close bedrin
Road here that's what makes a close brdein
Hit the coast peb it
In the bando with no settings
For a ballie use a h*** leggings
On the phone to my ups telling them to go get him
I was married to the streets no wedding
14 Year deep that was around 06 07
No kiss arsing No Breddding
Every order Perry go large no Kevin
Tonite he in coke heaven
Hope I never serve to a 007
I forget my shot some time my line do plenty
Trying stack up my clients like these new 20
Can't roll wid shhh man he too deadly
Every time we hit the dance no two steeply
2 In the Dottie
Blow your soul out your body

I Don't need to fabricate don't need to fantasize
I no what it handle like
Wooden grip what the handle like
No electric had to to bag it under candle light
You no what the man dem on you no what the landing like
Yoi Killers to young to be categorised
Look in a savages eyes
Thought the darkness we carry light
If all my bros make it home it's a happy night