Runaway Peculiar (feat. Duke So Crazy & Lodi)

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to fool ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to school ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya

I run away i run away from it
I run away i run away from it
I run away i run away from it
I run away i run away from it
I run away
I run away
I run away i run away i run away from it
I run away from it

Engulfed in clouds and drowned in sorrow
I'm losing time, Do you mind if i borrow
I Lose my mind to find its hollow to much bullshit need real and thorough
Explanation of how you feel
And how you smoke to, Hide your vices
And the liquor make you shine like diamonds
I have an ear to listen
I'm here to listen
About your sacrifices
I'm good at giving, I don't take my own advice shit
Like how to keep it real or something
How to feel self love when you feel like nothing
Dark clouds i can feel it coming
Heavy clouds from all the loud i'm puffin'
Heavy blunt i can feel me shutting down
In my face, when my mind us flooded
What's on it that's a long discussion
Biggest part i'm lost about who i'm becoming
I feel disgusted

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to fool ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew Ya

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to school ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya

I hit the left right left
And the left right left
Until the pain i felt is beneath myself
To redeem myself, put that on my shelf
I take my mental health until i'm doing well cause
Your not a fan of my cannabis uses
But the honest truth, the truth might actually just blow you away
Just because i roll the dank
Don't mean problems go away
Gives my head a break again
Better than excederin
No need to exaggerate
But the problems that i have to face make a nigga want to blow off his face
Aye, aye
I just wanna run away, just let me run away

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to fool ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew Ya

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to school ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya

I knew, I knew
Sunny days
Foggy nights
We both know that i am smoking please just give me time
I gotta run away
Just to clear my mind
I'm over focused on the moments that are never mine
I'm looking to the sky
And i know Poodie there
He held me down he not around and he still living there
This life i'm living scared
Like if they take me next
Would they even care
When i am laid to rest
Now manifest i never gave no fucks
Won't take a sec but know i'm saving up
Got a couple good vibes in my phone telling me they wanna link up
Too busy with the bars that i think up
Smoking on a Cuban guess i got to get my links up
I'm real equipped huh
With bars to set your ass on fire quick huh
The shit's legit i'm
On a roll like flattening dough
I'm giving bucks to these hoes
I'm out here macking' the doe

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to fool ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew Ya

I'm not a fan of your's peculiar
I'm so fucked up who am i to school ya
Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya, Knew ya



Credits
Writer(s): Judon Fleauratin
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