Get the Broom
(Hook, Goode)
Make me feel so awful and then blame me. Give me credit, dude
Putting up with your drama for so long wasn't ever cool
Tell me that I’m not important, I know that I’m dead to you
You'll just sweep it under the rug, I might as well get the broom
(Verse 1, Goode)
Today's the day that I save myself, maybe
And rid my soul of the pain I've felt lately
Yeah, there are days when I may find help draining
But I know that better days might shelf raining
I'm healing, like a bandagе
Having a ball, like Madden
Servе me the alley oop and I'll dunk on the industry
Tune in and see what happens
I'm bout to write a classic
And, when I die, my name won't be forgotten instantly
(Hook, Goode)
Make me feel so awful and then blame me. Give me credit, dude
Putting up with your drama for so long wasn't ever cool
Tell me that I’m not important, I know that I’m dead to you
You'll just sweep it under the rug, I might as well get the broom
(Verse 2, Spookshow Rain)
You all up on the gram, talk shit you a keyboard warrior
I don’t take lip tho
Pull up to your set and Ima show you what it is
Cause you can’t back it up, you a no show
You wanna play games with me, no control
But you can’t respawn in real life bro
So you better quit playing games with your life
‘Fore i show you how we do it back home, like UH
Go ahead and get the broom
Sweep me under the rug, like a dirty-ass room
Then I run up on your ass like *ZOOM* SONIC
You won’t even know what hit you
Smoking chronic (ay) in a Mazda (ay)
Drinking toxic (ay), no comment (ay)
Bitch i’m one at the function and i’m bout to get it poppin'
You’d think that I’m goin' stupid in this bitch the way i lost it
I’m drippin' in your girl’s kitchen like a fucking faucet
Yeah, I’m trippin' off a tab, shoulda just tossed it
But I’m dropping cash on shit, but i don’t care what it’s cost me
(Like UH!) Rollin' gas, so fat, in the cut it’ll blow your mind
But you can’t hit that shit, it’s mine
Fuckin' with me, you wastin time (WHAT)
Ima stack my dough
But I’ll run up on your ass like a track meet tho (WHAT)
Coming at my crew? you gon’ die motherfucker, don’t test me bro
When the last time you cried?
Have you ever seen yo best friend die?
Some people in my life want a slice of my pie
But they don’t wanna do what it takes to cut it
Man I get so high, feelin' like I’m on a summit
Play the track one time, man I think I need to run it
My homies, they taught me to better myself
Otherwise I’d be underground dwelling in hell
(Hook, Goode)
Make me feel so awful and then blame me. Give me credit, dude
Putting up with your drama for so long wasn't ever cool
Tell me that I’m not important, I know that I’m dead to you
You'll just sweep it under the rug, I might as well get the broom
(Outro, Goode)
Make me - FUCK
That's not it
Make me - FUCK
That's not it
Make me - FUCK
That's not it
Make me - FUCK