Uploaded March 2021 | Updated September 2026, 3 hours ago

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Probably my favorite of the songs off of the Goode Grief album that originally dropped in October of 2020!

Lyrics, vocals, and loops by Alex Goode
Lyrics and vocals by Eli Denson
Mixing and mastering by Kelby Hancock

~~ LYRICS ~~

(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 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 healing, like a bandage
Having a ball, like Madden
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 shit 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 respawn 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, in a Mazda, drinking toxic, no comment bitch i’m one at the function and i’m bout to get it poppin
you’d think that i’m goin stupid in this bitch the way i lost it
but i’m drippin in your girl’s kitchen like a fucking faucet
yeah i’m trippin off a tab, thinkin i just shoulda tossed it
and i’m dropping cash on shit, 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 shit, it’s mine
fuckin 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 motherfucker, 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 hell

(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