Levels (remastered)

New whip, fleX different, ILL nigga shitting... Thought about quitting I admit it... My bm could never be replaced by you bitches I don’t care if we not together... Can’t tell me nothing I’m still the same nigga... Grind different, no help given... Circle getting smaller, I’m becoming distant... ILL Hollywood, nah our levels different... Bossing up, can’t you tell that I move different. Gang shit, my shooters’ aim sickening... My story told the same, different scriptures... Feeling like Picasso I paint the bigger picture... Reminiscing thinking bout who nicer... I’m tired of being tired of being tired... Idols become rivals, trustees become liars... Popularity make legends, until someone a.i em Fine line between real niggas and imposters... How they mock my style... They was just trying to adopt my style... Y’all niggas switched sides on some other shit. Aiming for your heads, 32 in the clip... Big Dreams, just me and my bitch... I can eXpose you niggas, y’all want no smoke... I made rappers, when they just was nobodies.. Respects due, I need that from everybody... Ladi Dadi, ILL came to crash the party... Sleep on me and feel these hollow tips... On some G shit, I’m a sheff in the studio... Can’t run, can’t hide, I’m back on my bully yo...