Separation (feat. Maverick Sabre)

Yeah

Bugzy Malone

You know

I need you to picture this

I need you to picture this

(Sounds of the Sir)

Separation's mad, 'cause we don't even talk no more

You don't even cross my mind

Really, that's sad

'Cause I was on the bedroom floor waitin' for the PS3 pad

I remember the smell, you was tryin' to make man blaze

Dem times I was way too young

Nobody could tell, but deep down I was just following you like you was the one

You remember the creps?

(Mmm)

One-tens we used to call them

Yours were the baddest on road

Dem days were the best

Free as a bird, pedallin' from postcode to postcode

Reachin' speeds on a Mongoose Pro

(Mmm)

Playin' grime beats on a stolen phone

I remember the Samsung D500 with the little speaker on, it was cold

Twenty man deep, bare different emcee names

(Mmm)

Everybody had bars

Do you remember the Toyota Corolla?

Bare different stolen cars

(Mmm)

Even the dog's nickname was Bullet

Because it was leavin' holes in necks

And you got hench and had man feelin' weak Samson with no dreads

We don't talk no more but that's fine

Please tell your mum I said hi

Dem days are gone

And they're never gonna come back

We're older now and that's life

No disrespect

Back then you was on top and it felt like you was the guy

Separation's mad and time flies 'cause now you're institutionalised

I remember living crazy

I remember we were ride or die

Just one minute we were wavy

Now separation's got me livin' like

I remember living crazy

(Mmm-mmm-mmm)

I remember we were ride or die

(Mmm-mmm-mmm)

Just one minute we were wavy

(Mmm-mmm-mmm)

Now separation's got me livin' like

It's mad how time can fly

Separation's mad, we don't even chill no more

I don't even ring your line

I was with you in the trap

I couldn't believe my eyes when I seen your hustle and grind

Back then you was wham

What are you, about 6'2"?

You made man feel so small

Back then the Nokia never stopped ringin'

It was like phone call after phone call

18 ounces in the holdall, to me it was full of dust

(Mmm)

I would watch you cook until it turned into a golf ball

Then you'd break it up into little rocks and we'd hit the road until dawn

(Mmm)

Still don't know how we never got caught

I thought we wore the Bally to stay warm

But when I look back you was just on form

We would go Milkshake, that was the flex

(Mmm)

Over the road for chicken and chips

And you had some of the waviest old school Nike jackets I'd ever seen in the bits

You kept elastic bands on your wrist

(Mmm)

And you told me to keep stacks in thousands

I remember the night that we kept countin'

And we must have stopped at about twenty six

And the time that we dug up the ting

And you wanted me to let it bang and it jammed

When I look back, the ting was rusty

And it probably could've blown off man's hand

We don't talk much now and it's strange

I hope your mum's okay

Separation's mad and it's all change

No disrespect but you're not the same

I remember living crazy

I remember we were ride or die

Just one minute we were wavy

Now separation's got me livin' like

I remember living crazy

(Mmm-mmm-mmm)

I remember we were ride or die

(Mmm-mmm-mmm)

Just one minute we were wavy

(Mmm-mmm-mmm)

Now separation's got me livin' like

It's mad how time can fly

(I remember we were ride or die)

(When we were almost nineteen)

(Now separation's got us livin' like)

(I remember we was crazy)

(I remember we were ride or die)

(One minute we were wavy)

(Now separation's got us livin' like)

It's mad how time can fly

It's mad how time can fly

It's mad how time can fly