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PERFORMING ARTISTS
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Dixson
A. Dixson
Composer
Ayo Olatunji
Ayo Olatunji
Composer
A. Johnson
A. Johnson
Composer
K. Walker
K. Walker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keyel
Keyel
Producer
A. Johnson
A. Johnson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Turn me up a little bit, dart haha, yes
Three mixtapes in, still talking about the same person
[Verse 2]
Tempted to text you and call you stupid, uh
Tempted to text and tell you how much you blew it, uh
Shit, we was in it to win it, the way I view it
Before the strings got loose and I promised we was a sho in
I know it ain't organic when they always say they got me
Fuck what texts say, no X-ray could see what we embodied
We was everything
Before I met you, I would sleep and I ain't never dream
And then that door closed like something I ain't ever seen
What if that doorbell done turned into a wedding ring?
Would you be with it? You never seen no melody
I fell in love with the beat of your heart
Then you went acapella and produced your leave in the dark
See, you was never normal, I perceived you as art
But now your music never reaching my chart
Man, I'm just saying, you know
[Verse 3]
I don't know what they told you now, they lied
But there's nothing more for me to say, if I tried
But, I won't be there to hold you now, no more
But, you know it wouldn't be the same
Wouldn't be the same, no, no, no
[Verse 4]
Whoa, whoa, I went from running through your mind
To feelin' I need a wheelchair
Might just write a eulogy, say me feelings got killed here
Look up in my soul to see if feelings is still there
Might hit you to argue just to see if you still care
I play games, baby, 'cause I need clarity
See, I ain't believe you them times you say that you cherished me
You say that you'd carry me till that moment I got bigger
Why your mama always hating? She just mad she got no ****
I might give her what she asked for
You put yourself first, that really never last, though
I had to swerve on a girl I'm willing to crash for
It's just a sad song, but I ain't really sad, though
I know it won't be the same, no, it won't, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[Verse 5]
I don't know what they told you now, they lied
But there's nothing more for me to say, if I tried
But, I won't be there to hold you now, no more
But, you know it wouldn't be the same
Wouldn't be the same, no, no, no
Written by: A. Dixson, A. Johnson, Ayo Olatunji, K. Walker
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