Nice Guy

If they shut down every time you come up
Those are not your bros
Those are hoes, those are foes
There's a fine line
Some are only built to ride the sideline
Tell me not to trust my gut, bitch shut up
It's all a nigga knows
I was on the edge and then I fell
But this is my rise
No more Mr Nice Guy

It's got me dead
How y'all still living fake lives for 8 likes
But even from my gravesite
I still write the words
That pull your strings and make you play right
Niggas always acting fishy
I was born a great white
And now I'm finna
Grow up out the water
Watch me take flight
And ball up all the trauma
That I went through
And show momma its a play fight
Been ballin since the daylight
Where tv dinner trays were repurposed
To slang lemonade in purpose of some better days
I'm the ruler, I set it straight
Take this as the setup phase
They can come back with disses
But none of them bitches ever slay
It's like a sickness, I only witnessed it yesterday
A rapper took a shot, then he yelled afraid at the getaway
It's like a sickness, I only witnessed it yesterday
A rapper took a shot, then he yelled afraid at the getaway

If they shut down every time you come up
Those are not your bros
Those are hoes, those are foes
There's a fine line
Some are only built to ride the sideline
Tell me not to trust my gut, bitch shut up
It's all a nigga knows
I was on the edge and then I fell
But this is my rise
No more Mr Nice Guy

They telling me I gotta break bread for no work
Nigga you want some shit, go get some shit, that's the realest shit
Not a salesman, I'm the dealership
I done learned that I really got fail ten
To go win the 6, and all the benefits
So if you really wanna go and level up you gotta shoot your shot
And reload with extended clips
I'm the nemesis
Of anybody that's working on penmanship
I heard you ride or die for your dawgs, lil bitch you a feminist
Ironic that bitch is the emphasis
If you gotta talk about me when you never met me
Then you're probably dealing with separate
Issues just use the excuse that you got a skill but you never developed it
I've been a rapper ever since the condom wrapper
You're a Tiktok modern actor that can't read to the bottom chapter
Or between the lines
Come on dawg just believe the signs
If the seats reserved, then the seat is mine
That's two strikes like an equal sign
With a turned head tryna realign
This for all the Rappers, Doctors, Actors, Barbers
College students, Passionate martyrs
Mommas, Fathers, Brothers, Daughters
Eric, Derek, Ashley, Carter
Riding the bench or if you a starter
If the shoe fits with no loose fit
Then your souls weak, don't confuse it
If I'm shooting, You the target



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Wiley
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