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6 Degrees
159
R&B/Soul
6 Degrees was released on February 18, 2022 by LYFEHARRIS LLC as a part of the album Enigma
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AlbumEnigma
Release DateFebruary 18, 2022
LabelLYFEHARRIS LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lyfe Harris
Lyfe Harris
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyfe Harris
Lyfe Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyfe Harris
Lyfe Harris
Producer

Lyrics

I treat the Beamer like a Rolls-Royce
To tell the truth I didn’t have no choice
Down on my back I didn’t have stars in the roof
But there were stars out that wanted me with no voice
**** want me dead
Text is still unread screaming fuck that being friendly
Moving like the mob
She say I’m a throb to her heart but I’m busy
But maybe one day I can make you feel me
and I got people trying to drain me for my energy
And we’re really from the dirt it’s shit that they don’t know ,
Will they give me my flowers before I’m six below ?
Rolling down the five still pumping in Nipsey
Set this shit on fire until my brothers free ,
How they supposed to drown you when your wavy ?
Try to count me out or doubt me shit is crazy
They just want to treat me like a scapegoat
These days the shit I spit feels like a Bible quote.
And I flew a little Shorty in from Indiana
Deep conversation only ends up with the deep throat
I’m handing out free smoke
and I got my Balenciaga tee soaked
I know it’s 6 degrees so
Be careful who you call your enemy or bro
Eventually your karma comes
Back around its full circle
Even the things that no one knows
When it’s dressed up the devil is sexy
When I’m flexed up she wants to get nasty
This adrenaline rush is unhealthy
And off a cold cup I’m numb to my Guilty.
Trying to turn this shit up straight to the max
Even though she’s bad can’t keep no attachments.
I’m just too laid-back to keep her excited
My life was a wreck trying to keep it private
They just want to treat me like a scapegoat
These days the shit I spit feels like a Bible quote.
And I flew a little Shorty in from Indiana
Deep conversation only ends up with the deep throat
I’m handing out free smoke
and I got my Balenciaga tee soaked
I know it’s 6 degrees so
Be careful who you call your enemy or bro
These days I can only give you half of me
The other sides still tied to the streets
I couldn’t show it but it cut me deep
Written by: Life Harris
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