It's Kei - Nice Guy

I told Josh, I'm so tired of being the nice guy
I don't fit in with these niggas, I ain't the right size
In the night time I'm still lookin' at the bright side
If I'm goin' the wrong way at least I'm standing on the right side
They left me
Shit I took it as a blessing
Turned my losses into lessons
No texting, I'm sending messages
Bout to give em hell but I'm heaven sent
Flow so delicate
"Kei, I ain't know you could rap"
Nigga yes you did
Been doin' this shit since I was a jitt
You must not know me then
Bottled up a whole lotta pain, now I can't hold it in
Needed help, I ain't phone a friend, I'd rather hold a pen & get to writing
Open up my notes & then I get to typing
Riding round with that stick, you gotta treat that glizzy like your license
But you ain't even got your license
Make it make sense
Always kept it real
But you can't keep it real round fake friends
Friendly ass nigga but I ain't really tryna make friends
I'm just tryna make money, I'm sorry did you say something?
I make sure you hear what I'm sayin' nigga I can't mumble
But the moves I'm making is silent, gotta remain humble
Really tryna get them digits like we exchange numbers
Since my ex changed, I changed numbers
Don't call me bitch
Yesterday she told me she love me
Today it's opposite
I ain't tryna hear what you sayin' cause you just talkin' shit
Baby Mama drama, we ain't even got no fuckin' kids
Together
Now all my exes got me beat
Half them bitches want me back, I'm like show me the receipt
Seem like everybody apparent but me
I can't see
A parent in me
Apparently
Damn
Grandma wanna see me as a dad before she in the ground
I ain't in no rush but I ain't tryna let my Grandma down
Got a grandma in the grave, she'll never meet my child
Same thing for my brother, it still hurt me even now
After 2 years
Shit goin' on 3
You don't really know Kei if you ain't never met Dee
Wayne's World, I told them boys, I wear my heart on my sleeve
& when Josh send me a beat, I just turn to a beast
Never said I was the best, but I don't disagree
Never met a nigga claiming that he better than me
Working 7 days a week, who made the schedule for me?
You gone win everytime if you betting on me
It's Kei

Written by:
Keiton Galloway

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