Tom MacDonald - I Cannot Be Nice lyrics
Thomas MacDonald [British Columbia, Canada] 🇨🇦
[Tom MacDonald - I Cannot Be Nice lyrics]
It's a long, long road where I'm at
All the lights don't glow where I'm at
You know most won't go where I have
'Til I'm a ghost, I'ma go for the bang
I'm fighting monsters in my head
I'm lighting all my cigarettes
I'm sliding every time there's threats
I know they wanna see me
Dead 'til they're dead, ya
Get the bread, ya, lay in
Bed, ya, take my meds, ya
Send the text to see if we still friends, ya
Fuck the feds, ya, 'til the end, ya
Wonder if the homies got my message
Probably send the text again, ya
Hollywood promises
Pray to God for some honesty
It's all drama and problems and
Platinum coffins for prodigies
We got skeleton closets
Garages steadily filled
It's Hollywood forever 'til
It's Beverly kills
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
It's a cold, cold world where I'm at
It's everyone I know who be puttin' on an act
On the low, low shit been hella whack
Sell your soul for a couple hundred racks
I'm hiding underneath my bed
I'm finding things that I regret
I'm dying deep inside my chest
I know they wanna see me
Dead 'til they're dead, ya
All the stress, ya, shit, I'm
Mess, ya, tryna flex, ya
Enemies I never even met, ya
I need rest, ya, I'm a wreck, ya
What the heck? Bulletproof to Gucci, and
I put it on my chest, ya
Hollywood promises, I swear nothin' is real
Think I'm numb to it
Honestly, when they touch, i don't feel
It's all gossipin' parties, designer clothes
Poppin' pills
You know it's Hollywood forever
'til it's Beverly kills
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
And you cannot be saved by
The money and the fame
Put your money in a safe
Keep your body out the grave
Keep your focus on the paper
Keep the camera on the gate
Keep your finger on the trigger just in case
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
All the lights don't glow where I'm at
You know most won't go where I have
'Til I'm a ghost, I'ma go for the bang
I'm fighting monsters in my head
I'm lighting all my cigarettes
I'm sliding every time there's threats
I know they wanna see me
Dead 'til they're dead, ya
Get the bread, ya, lay in
Bed, ya, take my meds, ya
Send the text to see if we still friends, ya
Fuck the feds, ya, 'til the end, ya
Wonder if the homies got my message
Probably send the text again, ya
Hollywood promises
Pray to God for some honesty
It's all drama and problems and
Platinum coffins for prodigies
We got skeleton closets
Garages steadily filled
It's Hollywood forever 'til
It's Beverly kills
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
It's a cold, cold world where I'm at
It's everyone I know who be puttin' on an act
On the low, low shit been hella whack
Sell your soul for a couple hundred racks
I'm hiding underneath my bed
I'm finding things that I regret
I'm dying deep inside my chest
I know they wanna see me
Dead 'til they're dead, ya
All the stress, ya, shit, I'm
Mess, ya, tryna flex, ya
Enemies I never even met, ya
I need rest, ya, I'm a wreck, ya
What the heck? Bulletproof to Gucci, and
I put it on my chest, ya
Hollywood promises, I swear nothin' is real
Think I'm numb to it
Honestly, when they touch, i don't feel
It's all gossipin' parties, designer clothes
Poppin' pills
You know it's Hollywood forever
'til it's Beverly kills
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
And you cannot be saved by
The money and the fame
Put your money in a safe
Keep your body out the grave
Keep your focus on the paper
Keep the camera on the gate
Keep your finger on the trigger just in case
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya
If you don't pay the price
You don't live this life, ya ya
Back is full of knives, I
Don't sleep at night, ya ya
If you close your eyes
That's how people die, ya ya
I cannot be nice, I cannot be nice, ya ya