Lunchbox
NO MORE MR NICE GUY
[Intro]
(No more Mr. Nice Guy)
(No more Mr. Nice Guy)
(No more Mr. Nice Guy)
(No more Mr. Nice Guy)

[Chorus]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy

[Verse]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
Play with me n**** you might die
Got my Glock in this bitch n**** pipe down
You was not ending my lifestyle
I had to figure this life out
N**** all of this guap got my psyched out
Not them labels, we bookin' them flights now
N****s be hatin' they like 'How?'
Rеmember I ain't get no bitchеs
Now I'm dealing with too many hoes
But it don't bother me (bother me, bother me)
Cause they all wanna swallow me whole
N****s be acting like hoes, my n****, that's why I don't got many bros
We fell out cause n****s emo
But n**** I don't give a fuck, bitch, we grown (ough, ough)
We grown (we grown)
He tried to front on my city, he bold
You watch your mouth like Steve-O
We get him gone, now he finding nemo

[?]
[?] he gon' beat him, he know
N****s know I be cool, but when I get on PT these n****s be froze

[Chorus]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
[Outro]
(Mr- ough, ough)
(N**** you might die)
(Pipe down)
(Ending my lifestyle)
(Figure this life out)
(Psyched out)
(Bookin' them flights now)