Good Guy

Talk to me real nice They all want it till they see the price Don't compare them to me Don't compare me to you Ohh Let me do what I do Proud vegan so I won't eat a soul But fine with kids losing theirs Making my clothes Trust, I'm not the good guy Done shit nobody knows For real though Oh, I gotta go My insecurities are calling me Kill the beat casually In this casual tee, stacking casualties Album 2 talking to the demon next to me That's true Did everything I had to do To make the dreams I'm living Now come true Happy I got some Day Ones To help me get through Look... Gotta be smart and compromise Don't need your stamp of approval I note to rise Bags under my eyes So in the after life I'll carry my good times Time flies I notice everything That's the difference between you and I Now back to the plan to plot I almost forgot the reason I began to jot What do you see when you're looking at the ink blots Promise it's different from me I'll never take it, but I need therapy Never wanna be a wanna-be Just listen to me Used to be the nice guy But they never end on top Got so many bars Had to make sure this one pop Behind closed doors Did things just to make y'all proud Didn't think I'd get you hooked How 'bout now Never fold but sometimes you bend They got niggas addicted to the pen Like me When I need a puff When I gotta write it down 'Cuz thinking it ain't enough Emotional, but I'm tough Writing comes easy, what's hard is Having to go back Scrolling through the memories Reached my deposit limit But it doesn't make me feel finished Got internal scars You just see the blemish Listen as I reminisce Tell the truth, don't please Got out the hood Became the token playing the game with ease Come on, you can't fuck with these GPS says home, but I'm lost in my ways Scrolling through the gram Not happy til the number goes up When I pull down the page Social network causing all the rage Looking for the likes Yikes, what is my life Don't need your double click Just to prove I'm nice Heart getting filled but I'm on thin ice Trouble begins I don't bring up old beef Because I'm vegan Was a heathen Listen when I'm speaking Hating Monday's 'cuz you live for the weekend I can't be your hero when I'm filling for the villain Still performing while they closing the curtain They say, break a leg I did it for certain Goal's to keep my haters hurting Keep myself in peak performance So I stay working If I'm showing you a track Get off your phone I'm not joking Trying to show you everything I'm withholding And you worried about your feed not loading You're trying to like a pic of somebody gloating Mr. Meeseeks couldn't get you to focus Order up What comes on that You know I'm all about the sides That's a fact Waiting for someone to front my gap Oh I can't wait to watch that So I can see what they felt I'm still holding the belt Making tracks that let you hear what I felt Used to be the nice guy But they never end on top Got so many bars Had to make sure this one pop Behind closed doors Did things just to make y'all proud Didn't think I'd get you hooked How 'bout now Scrolling through my text Remember what you said Times up I guess Delete that thread Took it all with a grain of salt Now my pitcher's overflowing Guess this shit is my fault So much shit in my vault Go ahead and call me cocky Cause of the way that I walk Am I speaking too fast Is it the way that I talk Over analyze what I do Don't know about you Quick to judge when they can't do I hope this song helps you Like his father had a problem and went to the pen No cage for him That's the difference between them Both surrounded by bars Battling demons within Good and bad which will win You see me as the positive light Looking at my DM's, I hate giving advice I feel it's never right All day turns to night Sitting in the cave, I begin to write How I have no confidence Dark turns to bright Then I go outside Called cocky 'cuz I did a move with no hype Call me self-centered My Day Ones keep me straight, fully rendered Never skip a beat, hoodie on me So I'm a felon, then Looked down on 'cuz my melanin Judged by my skin, when people of color Are behind the suits your kids are watching Give me a dirty look And then I see myself on your kid's shirt I grin, but it hurts Wanted to know if I could make a bop song Look I did I've got a hook and everything Are you proud of me kids This is the thanks I give To all the people that consider me the cocky kid Not knowing what I go through on a daily basis I know they hate this But fuck it 'cuz they faceless Shout out to the ones that messed with me Before the Tampa gap was done Before stunts, when I was really having fun Before I had to sign a contract, just to go on a run Used to be the nice guy, but I'm done