Mr. Nice Guy
Fuck all of that humble shit
They don't want my smartass to get up on my Dummy Shit
Ain't no KD but you know I leave that Thunder quick.
(Well I be a son of a gun)
Fuck all of that humble shit
They bout get on my dummy shit
(Brrrr)
Quality of Women starting to boost up my confidence
Some folks will never change, barely have common sense
I don't want no common bitch
I want astonishing
A full course meal, silverware and condiments
Know she got some goals
Got some goals she need accomplishing
She don't need the compliments
Just for you to sign the checks
Y'all know I'm a mess
Big dreams
With some big plans
The dirt have it going down
Like it's quicksand
Stroke game have her like whiplash
Know her nigga mad cause she got on my wristbands!
Ugh!
Some of y'all be acting arrogant
Better tread carefully
Be Humble or Get Embarrass Quick
Or buried quick
On this side if you acting out of character
In the house with the clip loaded cause I'm paranoid
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Dog!
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Ooooooooh!
You gone make me make a scene
Roll some weed
Calm my nerves
Count to 10
Find some peace
Cause a person can only take some much of the the talking and the pushing
I know these niggas watching, steady plotting; I can't trust em
Watch yo tone, watch what you saying nigga
You gone make grab the phone place a call and make a payment nigga
You gone make me a make a statement nigga
You gone get me out my zone, you gone make me have to fade ya nigga
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Dog!
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Ooooooooh!
None you niggas in my Scope (I swear)
I got bigger things to worry bout yo head up in a rope
Can't stop my shine and now you can't cope
You can't hide cause you dirty ass niggas need some soap
Boy you hating this ain't it you gone make me flip the switch
But I'm not the type of nigga to get worried bout a bitch
Always worried bout another nigga blessings
Ain't got no ambition so you stressing
I gotta different frame of mind keep you guessing
And I never take no L's just learn lessons
Everything I do I am one of the best in
That's why these niggas always got shit on they chest and
They can't stand me and I see I got 'em pressed
Ain't confident and you know you is a mess
But I got one thing to get off my chest
I hope you bitch ass people stay blessed
Bless Up
They don't want my smartass to get up on my Dummy Shit
Ain't no KD but you know I leave that Thunder quick.
(Well I be a son of a gun)
Fuck all of that humble shit
They bout get on my dummy shit
(Brrrr)
Quality of Women starting to boost up my confidence
Some folks will never change, barely have common sense
I don't want no common bitch
I want astonishing
A full course meal, silverware and condiments
Know she got some goals
Got some goals she need accomplishing
She don't need the compliments
Just for you to sign the checks
Y'all know I'm a mess
Big dreams
With some big plans
The dirt have it going down
Like it's quicksand
Stroke game have her like whiplash
Know her nigga mad cause she got on my wristbands!
Ugh!
Some of y'all be acting arrogant
Better tread carefully
Be Humble or Get Embarrass Quick
Or buried quick
On this side if you acting out of character
In the house with the clip loaded cause I'm paranoid
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Dog!
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Ooooooooh!
You gone make me make a scene
Roll some weed
Calm my nerves
Count to 10
Find some peace
Cause a person can only take some much of the the talking and the pushing
I know these niggas watching, steady plotting; I can't trust em
Watch yo tone, watch what you saying nigga
You gone make grab the phone place a call and make a payment nigga
You gone make me a make a statement nigga
You gone get me out my zone, you gone make me have to fade ya nigga
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Dog!
Ooooh, I used to be the nicest
But look around I'm still the nicest
Ooooooooh!
None you niggas in my Scope (I swear)
I got bigger things to worry bout yo head up in a rope
Can't stop my shine and now you can't cope
You can't hide cause you dirty ass niggas need some soap
Boy you hating this ain't it you gone make me flip the switch
But I'm not the type of nigga to get worried bout a bitch
Always worried bout another nigga blessings
Ain't got no ambition so you stressing
I gotta different frame of mind keep you guessing
And I never take no L's just learn lessons
Everything I do I am one of the best in
That's why these niggas always got shit on they chest and
They can't stand me and I see I got 'em pressed
Ain't confident and you know you is a mess
But I got one thing to get off my chest
I hope you bitch ass people stay blessed
Bless Up
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Writer(s): Silas Price
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