I been running from my own race
Miss the old days
Wish i escaped every taughts i had
In my cold years
Now I just regret everything
Thats okay im different
Stay back, just keep a distance
Watch my music blow your pistols
Have some fun fun
Before you have none
They Hating on my grind
And thats why I don't reply
Give me some some
Ill Never talk hun
Youll never catch me lacking
Always 2 steps in the front
Youll never see me asking
Thats my problem man on god
I Never taugh id be rapping but they say ill go far
I lost everything else
But what I really need?
Nothing on this earth
Hell is what I really feel
I been running from my own race
Miss the old days
Wish i escaped every taughts i had
In my cold years
Now I just regret everything
Thats okay im different
Stay back, just keep a distance
Watch my music blow your pistols
Sixthells - Gloomed Lyrics
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I been running from my own race
Miss the old days
Wish i escaped every taughts i had
In my cold years
Now I just regret everything
Thats okay im different
Stay back, just keep a distance
Watch my music blow your pistols
Have some fun fun
Before you have none
They Hating on my grind
And thats why I don't reply
Give me some some
Ill Never talk hun
Youll never catch me lacking
Always 2 steps in the front
Youll never see me asking
Thats my problem man on god
I Never taugh id be rapping but they say ill go far
I lost everything else
But what I really need?
Nothing on this earth
Hell is what I really feel
I been running from my own race
Miss the old days
Wish i escaped every taughts i had
In my cold years
Now I just regret everything
Thats okay im different
Stay back, just keep a distance
Watch my music blow your pistols
Miss the old days
Wish i escaped every taughts i had
In my cold years
Now I just regret everything
Thats okay im different
Stay back, just keep a distance
Watch my music blow your pistols
Have some fun fun
Before you have none
They Hating on my grind
And thats why I don't reply
Give me some some
Ill Never talk hun
Youll never catch me lacking
Always 2 steps in the front
Youll never see me asking
Thats my problem man on god
I Never taugh id be rapping but they say ill go far
I lost everything else
But what I really need?
Nothing on this earth
Hell is what I really feel
I been running from my own race
Miss the old days
Wish i escaped every taughts i had
In my cold years
Now I just regret everything
Thats okay im different
Stay back, just keep a distance
Watch my music blow your pistols
Writer: Yanick Lariviere
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid