Candlelight Letra

I ain't gotta plan to fight with you niggas
I'ma just pull up where you hang out
Then strip the life from you niggas (Uh)
Get you smellin' like paint thinner
The meth lab goin' brazy (Uh-huh)
But, the chef big Crippin' in the kitchen
Trippin' made a livin' off his grandmama dishes, uh
You hit the store for the Sudafed (Yeah)
Don't know [?] 'nem, bro, you the feds (Yeah)
Click-click, not a phone clickin'
And every twenty-four hours, the phone messin' up, look (Uh-huh)
We don't got long distance, still call up and shoot you from long distance
Clothes rippin', bones chillin'
Folk grip 'em, don't miss him
Ain't no time for the doublе-back
I ain't got a mask on, you ain't got gloves on
Bro, let's get thе fuck on, and let's get the fuck home
Everybody stripes us in question (Uh-huh)
'Cause we ain't no killers, just caught in our feelings
'Cause we lost our homie, now we wanna get 'em
His mama was cryin', his baby an infant, but don't even trip-

'Cause I got a candlelight for you niggas
I ain't gotta plan to ride on you niggas
My niggas prayin' to slide, so if you plannin' to die;
It's just a day in the life for my killers
And I got a candlelight for you niggas
It's just a day in the life for my killers
So you don't wanna play with the life of my niggas
Unless you want a candlelight for your niggas, huh

Street corner gettin' roped off
Still tryna get a little dope off (Uh-huh)
Basehead, think he finna get a deal
Nigga, better knock that little hope off (Shit)
I ain't been the same since they killed Jay
Why they had to knock my little loc off?
Told my little nigga not to gangbang
But a stray bullet knocked my bro off
Niggas know I can't fuck off, he was a big blood in these streets
Bro, there ain't no love in these streets (Uh-uh)
Got like four slugs in my heat
Got like two drugs in my veins
You ain't seen two years of my pain (Uh-uh)
You ain't seen two tears on my face
Nigga, I'm top tier with this K
I'm talkin' street corners, families huddled up
With your mom cryin', [?]
I'm talkin' street tape and helicopters comin'
And the Channel 7 News interviewin'
I'm talkin' genocide and generational curses
I'm talkin' doors open, when we catch you
'Cause, nigga, no windows ain't workin'
Whenever I catch you-

I got a candlelight for you niggas
I ain't gotta plan to ride on you niggas
My niggas prayin' to slide, so if you plannin' to die;
It's just a day in the life for my killers (Uh-uh)
And I got a candlelight for you niggas (Uh-huh)
It's just a day in the life for my killers
So you don't wanna play with the life of my niggas
Unless you want a candlelight for your niggas, huh

On God
I stomped that nigga out in the mall, though
What you mean, nigga?
Tcch, bitch [?]
The deal, little niggas? (What's the deal, big homie?)
You niggas ready to go ride on these niggas?
[?]
We finna lay all these niggas down, on the dead homies (On the dead homies)
We finna-, we finna beat on niggas lik-, look
We finna beat on niggas like, look-, look-, look
You gon' die, and this the reason why (This nigga, man)
You killed the bro, so now you gotta die
Lately, daily, I think about layin' you down (Uh)
Ayy, hold on, look-, look-, look (Hahahaha)
Bodies all on the ground
I put that on my hood (On the hood)
On the dead homies, though
Nigga, we really finna slide on them niggas
Ayy, wait, wait, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Turn the music down, turn the music down
Yeah, hold on, is that them niggas right there?