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letra de better off - stevo

i just think i’m better off alone
i don’t need these girls to be all up in my phone
i just wanna handle business take my -ss home
next girl i’m with i’ll prolly end up doin her wrong
better off alone
better off alone

now i’m driving solo in the coupe
now i’m crashing foreign after foreign
like it’s cool
now im rollin dolo i don’t pull up with a group
no i don’t mean blocboy when i tell ya i’m gone shoot

now i pull up in the lex uhh
window down in the lex uhh
screaming f-ck my ex uhh
all she wanna do is flex uhh
she know a n-gga was the best uhh
and she left a n-gga stressed uhh
now i’m runnin to the checks uhh
she still give a n-gga s-x uhh

ayy

i’m on my way to the top
i’m on my way to the guap
yeezy my shoes and my socks
all these n-ggas do is talk
all these other rappers flop
some n-ggas they get props
wait til me and cliff drop

uhh ayyy

think i’m better by my lonely
my next girl is a trophy
but now it’s me and me only
cuz n-ggas and b-tches so phony
n-ggas act so boldly
man i thought you was the homie
keeping my enemies closely
truly its k!lling me slowly
cuz now my heart cold goalie
but now i ball hard kobe
ball til i’m old gin0bli
everybody knows the old me
remember what some of y’all told me
nah imma keep that lowkey
y’all watching from the nosebleeds

i just think i’m better off alone
i don’t need these girls to be all up in my phone
i just wanna handle business take my -ss home
next girl i’m with i’ll prolly end up doin her wrong

yeh i’m better off alone
take pills to feel at home (yeh yeh)
chrome to a n-gga dome
asking god let his son home (yeh please)
leave a n-gga alone
not answering my phone (nah nah)
t shirt be v lone
fly as f-ck
y’all my clones (yeh clones)

this sh-t is set and stone
don’t try to take me out my zone (nah nah)
if you try to conquer me
boy you will get overthrown (yeh he gone)
she think i am a dog
i had to give the b-tch the bone (roof dog)
don’t got time to beef
motherf-cker i am grown (n-gga i’m grown)

lost b-tches in the past
sometimes i wish i had (reminiscing)
but now i’m gettin to the bag
never goin out sad (ain’t goin our sad)
now i got them riches
i came up from rags (out the dirt)
now i’m rockin fly sh-t
i can let a n-gga check the tag (supreme)

160 on the dash
i tried to push it and i crashed (nah nah)
mama said that’s ya -ss
lucky you ain’t in casket (thank god)
man i wrecked the beamer
now i dreamed of when i had it (r.i.p)
finna go and cop another one
when i’m ballin like madden

- stevo

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