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goode - get the broom lyrics

(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

(pre+chorus, goode)
i’m hеaling, like a bandage
having a ball, like maddеn
serve 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 sh+t 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 resp+wn 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)
b+tch i’m one at the function and i’m bout to get it poppin’
you’d think that t’m goin’ stupid in this b+tch the way i lost it
i’m drippin’ in your girl’s kitchen like a f+cking faucet
yeah, i’m trippin’ off a tab, shoulda just tossed it
but i’m dropping cash on sh+t, 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 sh+t, it’s mine
f+ckin’ 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 motherf+cker, 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 h+ll
(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 + f+ck
that’s not it
make me + f+ck
that’s not it
make me + f+ck
that’s not it
make me + f+ck

- goode lyrics

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