Lights Lyrics

I remember the time when

I was 5 then 

Got a big ass smile I'd walk the whole mile 

But my doubts they keep down

Yes I'm It; but don't call me clown

Cos I'll run man down in my filas 

Get my chest rubbed by bad skets n strippers no killers

Just for the love of music don't ask around bruv just do it

It's mental; listening to new instrumentals

And these my lyrics listen, sentimental 

Mans got hooked on the brown with my big ass frown 

Got me blazing  the green, better fix up or get thrown in the bin

This life is a like play, you never ever know when death will come your way

So appreciate every single day

Cos though it ain't promised it comes 

Still I take it for granted it's madness

Different people

In different lights

For different nights

Got the weed on the table

No line

Girls in the back room 

Different people

In different lights

For different nights

Got the weed on the table

No line

Girls in the back room 

So when you were making mad noise it was music you were doing

Maybe thought it was shit that I was spewing

It was girls that I was screwing

It's cool though, I'm way too busy working on a new flow (A new flow)

My love for music unconditional, 

The money you said you have somewhat fictional 

Chatting bare shit it don't bring p

Better fix up before you get asplenia and fuck up your spleen 

Your drinking the lean, Waving side to side I'm a beast on the mic 

I'm about to go wild

You can't touch sauce nah fam it's not mild

Untameable 

Highly inflammable; causing a fire in the booth 

Shower man down in a fire man suit

Won't see me coming; just stay running 

Till you burn out like a flame, all the fucking lames 

Different people

In different lights

For different nights

Got the weed on the table

No line

Girls in the back room 

Different people

In different lights

For different nights

Got the weed on the table

No line

Girls in the back room