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Better Off Video (MV)




Performed By: Amity Steeze
Length: 1:53
Written by: Robert Starks




Amity Steeze - Better Off Lyrics




Had to get back to the bag, assisting the team like steve nash
I swear all these rappers is trash, kill em off now they are dead im deadass
I had to reup on the stash, my diamonds they cut like some glass
Run it up blaze a wood in the back, why they hate on a n*gga like this?
Because they dont got it like that. In your baby momma whip?
Damn son you doin real bad. Ive been like this since a git
Since back then you n*ggas been wack
Stayed the same im a hunnit percent and you mo just like similac
Toast to all my accomplishments im so drunk now i cant stand

All of these niggas so garbage, So i cant keep hush about that
Imma grind hard tho regardless
You just keep hush, bout the past

Steezy boi from the 818 take it day to day yah i stay up late
But im in my lane talkin cray but that talk is cheap
I feel like major pane when im in the paint
Brush off all the shade, staying in my lane

On the low like my f*ckin blade, jesus christ yeah the lord
I pray that them demons stay in they place, money pride
And they rest is just united states
Dead prezzis in my bank stay flooded like i cause a clog today
Hit my shmurda dance free bobbi stamped back of my license plate
Rip to X im paying homage cause these n*ggas fake
Blazing by the creek, talkin sh*t? send you up the lake
Who is him? its lil steeze he got a sweet tooth for that cake
But he get all the cheese
Shoutouts the demons and the snakes out here after me
Im just doin my thing
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Had to get back to the bag, assisting the team like steve nash
I swear all these rappers is trash, kill em off now they are dead im deadass
I had to reup on the stash, my diamonds they cut like some glass
Run it up blaze a wood in the back, why they hate on a n*gga like this?
Because they dont got it like that. In your baby momma whip?
Damn son you doin real bad. Ive been like this since a git
Since back then you n*ggas been wack
Stayed the same im a hunnit percent and you mo just like similac
Toast to all my accomplishments im so drunk now i cant stand

All of these niggas so garbage, So i cant keep hush about that
Imma grind hard tho regardless
You just keep hush, bout the past

Steezy boi from the 818 take it day to day yah i stay up late
But im in my lane talkin cray but that talk is cheap
I feel like major pane when im in the paint
Brush off all the shade, staying in my lane

On the low like my f*ckin blade, jesus christ yeah the lord
I pray that them demons stay in they place, money pride
And they rest is just united states
Dead prezzis in my bank stay flooded like i cause a clog today
Hit my shmurda dance free bobbi stamped back of my license plate
Rip to X im paying homage cause these n*ggas fake
Blazing by the creek, talkin sh*t? send you up the lake
Who is him? its lil steeze he got a sweet tooth for that cake
But he get all the cheese
Shoutouts the demons and the snakes out here after me
Im just doin my thing
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Writer: Robert Starks
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