Degrees of Separation

Lyrics

[Intro] (You heatin' up, Lavish) [Verse] Shit I was only nineteen, Glock seventeen I fell in love with North Philly, cause they had better feins Plus I was raised around the chasers, I could sell a dream Shit I just fucked a rich bitch, then went to tell the team My wrist watch is real water, I call it Pellegrino Now I want the Batman, you know the submarine Shit I feel like raw & Atkins just made another bean My bape and ape shit from Japan, the choppa Lebanese Though she not a ten, but she so wеt, I call her seven sеas I'm a dog, she a dog, let's make a better breed I ran thru Philly like I'm Rocky, I'm just another Creed Bro I can't let these niggas catch me, I'm on another speed High as fuck, I'm levitatin' And it take longer on the stairs, but I'm still elevatin' And I ain't blow, but I ain't got no soul to sell to Satan I got two bitches on the way right now, they telly racin' And whoever make it to me first, know it's a celebration It's west side only, shit like segregation The flow cold, it's 16 degrees of separation Ya homie got me levitatin' Step back, see a nigga die because he hesitated That's facts, how you fuckin' with me, you uneducated That's facts, take it back ten years, you would've never made it When I was sixteen, big dream, shit seemed realer than it is The shoe fit him, and it's his And my new shit, sound like who that nigga think he is He think he BIG, he think he PAC or somethin' I'm ridin' stick inside the bucket like a mop or somethin' Like why the cops turn on they lights, like we gon' stop or somethin' I put both hands on this ten, like it's the clock, or somethin' Shit like it's 10:50, twin switchies Ridin' thru the trenches, shit be gettin' sticky Get with me, back to back machines like I'm with Wiki No biggie, but I got my faith in this shit It's a marathon, it's not a race, look how I'm pacin' this shit Took sacrifices like the highest level Mason and shit Like tell me what you want from me, it's like I'm Mase to this shit (It's like I'm Mase to this shit) Before I locked in with the chasers, I was chasin' this shit Now I don't even use no chaser, when I'm drinkin' this shit The type of shit come to my mind, when I'm just thinkin' and shit (When I'm just thinkin' and shit) A bunch of shit be on my mind like Same dickie, ten days, nine nights Young and reckless, you smell the gun smoke, you see em ridin' bikes The reaper creepin' up, but he tryn' keep it up for five lights His picture trendin' now, before he died, he had 25 likes Shit anything I say I seen it, know I really mean it His blood still stain the pavement, they ain't really clean it It's like you either pick a side, or die in between it I seen a couple niggas die from tryn' intervene it