Listen to Skepta’s “Peace of Mind” featuring Teezee & Kid Cudi [+Lyrics]

British-Nigerian rapper, Skepta unveils “Peace of Mind” featuring Teezee, Kid Cudi, and produced by Josh Faulkner & Skepta. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Skepta Peace Of Mind

British-Nigerian rapper Joseph Junior Adenuga, popularly known as Skepta has released a brand new single “Peace Of Mind” featuring Nigerian Rapper Teezee and American artiste Kid Kudi.

The song is off his New Extended play “All In”

The EP ‘All In’, a 5-track hip-hop project which also features American singer and producer Kid Kudi and Colombian singer J.Balvin, is a follow up to Skepta’s last album, ‘Ignorance is Bliss’, which was released in 2019.

Skepta – Peace of Mind (ft. Teezee & Kid Cudi) (prod. Josh Faulkner & Skepta)

Lyrics

[Intro]
You say you love me, baby
He’s only gonna love you, maybe
You know it’s not so hard to love-love-love (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Skepta]
We on the frontline, woah
My girl is a ten, the gun is a .9
And I’m in the Rolls, seat reclined
Shank on me for my peace of my mind, yeah
I’m one of a kind, I ain’t political, but I’m correct
Niggas know me, I’ma speak my mind
I’ma speak the truth (Greaze)
Give me the loot, nothin’ to prove, I’m really a goon
I stay with the honey like Winnie the Pooh (Set)
We got the acid (Yeah), we got the shrooms (Greaze, greaze)
And I came in with a million goons

[Verse 1: TeeZee, Kid Cudi]
Let’s get it, representin’ ’til the day that I D-I-E (Die, die, die)
Got a couple tens out the VI (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got a couple bands out in Antigua (Uh-huh)
Pussy get wetter than agua (Brr)
Baby girl, talk to me proper (What?)
Don’t you know I’m somebody’s father? (What?)
Big Smoke and we puffin’ on the lala
Roof down when we drivin’ in the Ra-ra-ri’, skrr (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
And we lift off, feel all right
They’re trippin’ off these shroomies, all I want them good vibes (Good vibes)
My demons smoke good loud and vibe (Yeah)
It’s the feeling, got me hooked, no use, enjoy the ride
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woke up, then spread out the ego I managed to treat
Keepin’ the niggas alone, but I’m back on my job (Yeah)
Seen with Supreme in the night, tell her our time is tonight
She do it well and she open
The kitty is drippin’, I’m strokin’, yo

[Chorus: Skepta]
We on the frontline, woah
My girl is a ten, the gun is a .9
And I’m in the Rolls, seat reclined
Shank on me for my peace of my mind, yeah
I’m one of a kind, I ain’t political, but I’m correct
Niggas know me, I’ma speak my mind
I’ma speak the truth (Greaze)
Give me the loot, nothin’ to prove, I’m really a goon
I stay with the honey like Winnie the Pooh (Set)
We got the acid (Yeah), we got the shrooms (We do, we do, my nigga, we do, yeah, yeah)
And I came in with a million goons

[Verse 3: Skepta]
I came in with the gang, the winnin’ team
We want all the smoke and the nicotine (The smoke)
I was in Paris livin’ the dream
They call me Zidane, the Zinedine (The G.O.A.T.)
I cannot rock no Amiri Jeans (No)
Could’ve been Bottega, might’ve been McQueen
She thinks I’m her lover like Billie Jean
Don’t wanna leave the house, she wants to quarantine (Huh)
I do sex education (Huh)
I’m the teacher, I’m taught your girl how to flex (To flex)
I saw her online, she’s a nine out of ten
But she’s lookin’ better in the flesh (Sexy)
She looks good in her tracksuit
And she looks good in her dress
Said she ain’t feelin’ this party
Told her put her friends in a taxi and send the address
I French-exit, then I light my cigar
Je vais fumer avec mes copains
Bonsoir Mademoiselle, tu es la plus belle
Lookin’ like a star (You are)
She told me I look like a million pound
Pandemic, we’re still gettin’ rich in a drought (Rich)
Eight-figure nigga, can’t figure me out
It’s sink or swim, you drip or you drown

[Chorus: Skepta]
We on the frontline, woah
My girl is a ten, the gun is a .9
And I’m in the Rolls, seat reclined
Shank on me for my peace of my mind, yeah
I’m one of a kind, I ain’t political, but I’m correct
Niggas know me, I’ma speak my mind
I’ma speak the truth (Greaze)
Give me the loot, nothin’ to prove, I’m really a goon
I stay with the honey like Winnie the Pooh (Set)
We got the acid (Yeah), we got the shrooms (Greaze, greaze)
And I came in with a million goons