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peace-o ft. ezo & $upreme nova - s.i.m.m. lyrics

[chorus: peace+o]
lately i’m stuck in my mind
i do not have any time
i be running the race with the gang
chasing the rubber band cash
cash, cash
we be throwing it all in a stash
on coloumbine ave hitting dash
duckin popo don’t f+ck with the feds

lately i’m stuck in my mind
i do not have any time
i be running the race with the gang
chasing the rubber band cash
cash, cash
we be throwing it all in a stash
on coloumbine ave hitting dash
duckin popo don’t f+ck with the feds

[verse 1: ezo]
stuck in my mind
popping pills to feel fine
you may see me smiling
but inside i feel like i’m dying
i say that i’m good
that’s a lie
i’ve become tired of living this way
i’ve had enough
i’m giving up
caught in a loop
i’ve been feeling stuck
b+tchеs wanna f+ck
but i’m feeling numb
finish the rubber
but i nevеr came
every day feels the same
some things never change
no matter what
my depression remains
i don’t give a f+ck
cold blade to the vein
switchblade
leave bloodstains
every dog has it’s day
[chorus: peace+o]
lately i’m stuck in my mind
i do not have any time
i be running the race with the gang
chasing the rubber band cash
cash, cash
we be throwing it all in a stash
on coloumbine ave hitting dash
duckin popo don’t f+ck with the feds

[verse 2: $upreme nova]
we the best in the south without reasonable doubt
your b+tch keep my name and my d+ck in her mouth
caster s+m+nya they all chasing the clout
and they all rooting for me like i came from the ground
it’s like from london i copped me a pound
of that strawberry diesel that marry go round
new pair of nike’s i’m running this town
king of this sh+t i’m the one with the crown
if you f+cking with us you get lost never found
deck with them aces you jokers get clowned
and i can’t hear the haters my weed is too loud
first 48 i’ve been murdering beats & i’ve been
[chorus: peace+o]
lately i’m stuck in my mind
i do not have any time
i be running the race with the gang
chasing the rubber band cash
cash, cash
we be throwing it all in a stash
on coloumbine ave hitting dash
duckin popo don’t f+ck with the feds

- peace o ft ezo upreme nova lyrics

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