"Better Off" lyrics
Nappy Roots & Benji. Lyrics
Just thinking outside the box
We using Logic and Photoshops
For our features, we seekers
For the fame, sell it out to the bleachers
To each his own, or you rent it
I don't care you full of shit, or you meant it
Major label, or you got it independent
I'm wit it, let's get it
I love my kiddos, but no kiddin'
If you don't like this, then good riddance
No games, all bidness
We just chillin', waitin' 'til y'all finish
Or we can just go with the wind
Or maybe just go see a friend
Go to the sto', get a bin
Fill it all up with some bourbon and gin
Maybe back to within
Back to the shack, a den
Where everybody po'
And didn't even know
Collectively all we usually had was a 10
Brotha all I had was a grin
You know I wasn't raised in the streets
But when the street stuff came nigga, I was all in
Feelin' like we was all kin
All in my feelings
I'm so done with these feelings
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
I started it, I'ma finish
My Day 1's, they can bear witness
Way before it was about bidness
It was fitness, it was religious
So it's health, or it's sickness
We make the wealth 'til we the richest
We never ask for y'all permission
But humbly ask for forgiveness
I come in peace, shalom
But if we got beef you gon' smell my cologne
Fuck a verse in a song, fuck a phone
Fuck a post—I ain't talkin' 'bout Malone
I'm real-life cockstrong
You tryin' see me in the streets, but I'll pull up at your home
Catch you while you alone
Then go live and sock you in your dome
Leave me alone
I'm just tryna chill, bruh—these niggas keep on... eh, eh eh, eh, eh
The hands go meh meh meh meh meh
My guns go rat tat tat tat tat
All we know is trap trap trap trap trap
While he's in her Snapchat
She's in my matte black Scat Pack
Laughin' like hahaha
All in my feelings
I'm so done with these feelings
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
All in my feelings
I'm so done with these feelings
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
Said I'm gone
Said I'm gone
Said I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
We using Logic and Photoshops
For our features, we seekers
For the fame, sell it out to the bleachers
To each his own, or you rent it
I don't care you full of shit, or you meant it
Major label, or you got it independent
I'm wit it, let's get it
I love my kiddos, but no kiddin'
If you don't like this, then good riddance
No games, all bidness
We just chillin', waitin' 'til y'all finish
Or we can just go with the wind
Or maybe just go see a friend
Go to the sto', get a bin
Fill it all up with some bourbon and gin
Maybe back to within
Back to the shack, a den
Where everybody po'
And didn't even know
Collectively all we usually had was a 10
Brotha all I had was a grin
You know I wasn't raised in the streets
But when the street stuff came nigga, I was all in
Feelin' like we was all kin
All in my feelings
I'm so done with these feelings
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
I started it, I'ma finish
My Day 1's, they can bear witness
Way before it was about bidness
It was fitness, it was religious
So it's health, or it's sickness
We make the wealth 'til we the richest
We never ask for y'all permission
But humbly ask for forgiveness
I come in peace, shalom
But if we got beef you gon' smell my cologne
Fuck a verse in a song, fuck a phone
Fuck a post—I ain't talkin' 'bout Malone
I'm real-life cockstrong
You tryin' see me in the streets, but I'll pull up at your home
Catch you while you alone
Then go live and sock you in your dome
Leave me alone
I'm just tryna chill, bruh—these niggas keep on... eh, eh eh, eh, eh
The hands go meh meh meh meh meh
My guns go rat tat tat tat tat
All we know is trap trap trap trap trap
While he's in her Snapchat
She's in my matte black Scat Pack
Laughin' like hahaha
All in my feelings
I'm so done with these feelings
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
All in my feelings
I'm so done with these feelings
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
Said I'm gone
Said I'm gone
Said I'm gone
Better off
Better off
On my own
I can't do this song and dance too long
Better off alone
