Good Side - CMA, Murs

Yeah, yeah, yeah It’s the motherfuckin' good guys

CMA.

Conscious Meets Arrogance.

Ha ha

But sometimes, your arms are too full

With the task at hand to pat yourself on the back

Give yourself a little bit of love

When you fight everyday to do what’s right

In the midst of all the bullshit that’s goin' on in this world

Then you gotta let the people know

That there are still decent human beings making music.

C’mon!

You have a heart of gold

You love your family and it shows

I suppose it comes off through your flows

Treating your fans like friends at the shows

People know

People go, «Oh he’s a nice guy»

He’s considered affable

Now that’s an attribute to add to you

You actin' new

But rappers don’t

Cause after you’s a captain of your crew you get the antidote

To add the votes

Pass the jokes when y’all approach the venue

Rappin' doe with passion, hope

Experience is in you

Mackin' pro is actual

Cause you be gettin' in through

Passin' through the velvet ropes

Of any club you been to

You got a voice that compliments the instrumentals

Plus the dental work is straight

So lady friends just ain’t an issue

They miss you

All around the planet

Keep it private

While you be writin' raps at your house on your Sidekick

One of the livest in the live arena damn man

I wish you had a clone so he could be my fuckin' hype man

You quit smoking, you working out, you losin' weight fam

I know your daughters love you over all cause yous a great man

Damn

Duh

All I know

You got a heart of gold

Now let the truth be told

Now that’s all I know

When it comes to the subject of me

I believe, you are truly and utterly incapable of telling the truth

Especially, and least of all, about yourself

You don’t steal

You don’t cheat

You rarely lie

To understand the complex world, you got to barely try

Very high is your IQ

You give your praise in light to the almighty

Recognizing that He supplied you

They ride to your music but confide in you also

You recognize the balance and report strength and faults so…

(What?)

Nobody hearing get’s delusional

You stand for independence, peace and thinkin' unusual

Plus you’re a family man

You take a bullet for your kinfolk

Keep your sanity and

Not even shoot back

Because karma speaks the truth

That’s how much you believe

Plus what you’ve achieved in your profession

Leaves such an impression upon others

You got brothers all around the world

But one lover you come home to

You gone through the storm

Reshape the form

Scrape from nothing

Draped in substance

Oh yeah, plus you’re a good ass cook and you pay in cash

You help your mother and got a wife tighter than Stacey Dash

You don’t litter

You love the great outdoors man

Corey wasn’t it you that taught Eligh how to use the ASR-10 dude?

I know all my friends, they think you’re DOPE

You gotta hella LRG too man

You fitted

Oh fuck me.

You gotta jock yourself sometimes

Cause nobody’s gonna give you the credit that you deserve

Only you know how, how many sleepless nights

It took to get where you are and how much it really means

To take care of your family and be a man, and be faithful to your girl

When you be out you be seein' other bitches, you know…

But shit you don’t have to tell her all of that cause it’s all love and…

And you know what I’m sayin'?

You don’t need a pat on the back

For doin' what you’re supposed to do

But sometimes you gotta pat yourself on the back

For doin' what you’re supposed to do