Nice

Album: Everything Is Love (2018)
Charted: 95
  • I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

    Yeah, fuck your subpoenas and your misdemeanors
    Was too busy touring out all your arenas
    My passport is tatted, it look like it's active
    I play on these planes, y'all catch me in traffic
    Y'all drag me in court for that shit, y'all backwards
    After all these years of drug trafficking, huh
    Time to remind me I'm black again, huh?
    All this talking back, I'm too arrogant, huh?
    What would you do, you knew you couldn't fail
    I have no fear of anything, do everything well
    I have no fear of jail, I was born in the trap
    I have no fear of death, we all born to do that
    It's just life, I'm just nice, tonight I might, raise my price
    Great advice, damn you, Hov, Jesus Christ

    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

    And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice
    Up all night, night, night, night, night, night, night
    Running from the lights, lights, lights, lights, lights, lights, lights
    Covered in ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice

    Patiently waiting for my demise
    'Cause my success can't be quantified
    If I gave two fucks, two fucks about streaming numbers
    Would have put Lemonade up on Spotify
    Fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out (ah!)
    I ain't never seen a ceiling in my whole life, that's word to Blue
    Freestyling live, blueprint from my Jigga who never bribes
    I'm so nice, I'm everybody type, goddamn right
    I'm so nice, Jesus Christ, I'm better than the hype, I give you life

    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

    And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice
    Up all night, night, night, night, night, night, night
    Running from the lights, lights, lights, lights, lights, lights, lights
    Covered in ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice

    Last name 'gon be here forever
    Now we finna float like feathers
    Me and Hova do it like rebels
    Most of y'all jits got pebbles
    I got the Rock in the Fellar
    Ice lightning bolts from the Heavens
    Y'all 'gon have to watch us eat

    Stocked up like the doomsday preppers
    Anybody ever had an era, when things could've been better
    Feeling like you was on a stretcher
    And all you remember was the Hecklers
    But the Universe lifts that weight
    Then you shine like a new feather, blessings on blessings, et cetra
    Feeling like the best year ever, damn, it's nice

    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
    I can do anything, yeah
    Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

    And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice
    Up all night, night, night, night, night, night, night
    Running from the lights, lights, lights, lights, lights, lights, lights
    Covered in ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice Writer/s: Beyonce Knowles, Blue Carter, Pharrell Williams, Shawn Carter
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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