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A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Better Off Alone [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arthur Lee Putman
Arthur Lee Putman
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Jordan Holt-May
Jordan Holt-May
Songwriter
Moisés Marin
Moisés Marin
Songwriter
Oriel Bitton
Oriel Bitton
Songwriter
Tyler John Kee
Tyler John Kee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
AJ Ruined My Record
AJ Ruined My Record
Recording Engineer
Biirthplace
Biirthplace
Producer
Bitton on the Beat
Bitton on the Beat
Producer
T Kee
T Kee
Producer
Anthony "Keys" Villena
Anthony "Keys" Villena
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Stained my mind like you stained my sheets (AJ ruin everything, he in here, T Kee) I can be there for you if you need I think I'm better off alone, babe Why you on my back? It's like you fell in love with arguin' and Fightin' back and forth, but it ain't never forth and back, no Every night, it's somethin', when I don't be up to nothin', I be in the studio I'm harmonizin' on these tracks, whoa Guess I'm better off alone right now, I'm ducked off in Bahamas Got so much shit on my shoulders, think my back broke You know that this money keep on comin' in I put that on my mother, I've been savin' up these commas, can't go back broke I'm payin' seven-figure taxes, ain't got time for no relaxin' Bulletproof all of my cars, you can't come near me Sosa crashed the Lamborghini and I wish I had a key to go and free all of my niggas, miss 'em dearly Right now, it's been a couple years since I put on Mike Amiri Six bands on these Chrome Heart pants, shit is gettin' scary Alright, we always arguin', debatin' when I know your friends be hatin', prolly wish a nigga fall off I like how I can hit you last min' and you changin' your travel Niggas see on the TV, hatin', changin' they channel No more BBs, rockin' CC just to hold my pants up Been goin' through a lotta things, ain't mean to hold my fans up Seen my youngin laid out and cried when he couldn't stand up Lost my dawgs to the streets, this shit be feelin' like cancer The opps be playin' man-to-man I'm in my zone, sometimes you see me by myself, I could do better on my own I got tired of sayin' I'm better off alone now Too late, I packed my bags, I'm on a PJ, now I'm gone Only feelin' safe around my bros, I gotta bulletproof the bus, they won't catch me lackin' on the road You won't catch me on no Shade Room These hoes tryna be sneaky and record me, security take their phones, huh And I bet he let these niggas come around 'cause they be tryna steal my sound But they don't know I can't be cloned Stained my mind (oh) like you stained my sheets (Know I can't be cloned) better off alone Better off alone, better off alone Better off alone, better off alone Better off alone, better off alone Better off alone, better off I can be there for you if you need I think I'm better off alone, babe
Writer(s): Artist Julius Dubose, Arthur Lee Putman, Oriel Bitton, Jordan Edward Holt-may, Moises Marin, Tyler John Kee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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