A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Bleed (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Bleed (prod. S.Dot & JoeFromYO)

Watch the video, read the lyrics, stream, mp3 download, buy, listen to “Bleed” by American rapper, singer, and songwriter, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie. The song was co-produced by S.Dot & JoeFromYO.

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Bleed
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Bleed

Last week, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie issued an apology to fans for the lengthy wait for the deluxe edition of Artist 2.0. In a time where rappers have essentially rolled out deluxe versions just days after the release of the original to boost first-week album sales, A Boogie’s had months to release it, but last week, he announced it was on the way.

A Boogie With Da Hoodie returned this morning with his latest single, “Bleed,” the first offering off of Artist 2.0 deluxe. S. Dot and JoeFromYO stripped down the production to haunting keys and sliding 808s with angelic vocals lingering in the rear. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie lurks through the beat with infectious hums in between reflections of the trials and tribulations. There’s a sinister touch to the track as a whole that sounds like it would’ve made for an even better collab with Pop Smoke.

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Bleed (prod. S.Dot & JoeFromYO)

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don’t you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
[?] bein’ in the gas stations, in the CVSs gettin’ gifties, yeah
And if you really my nigga
Word to mother, we gon’ split it fifty-fifty, yeah
They call me a SoundCloud boy
They stealin’ my sound now, boy
I feel like I’m really the king in my city
I got the crown now, boy
Two .38s on the side of me, lookin’ like a cowboy, yeah
Niggas be actin’ like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys
Don’t play with me, .38 on me and I’m feelin’ so, so special
Niggas is lucky I’m busy gettin’ money ’cause I really could’ve left you
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
I probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes
Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin’ I make it to Heaven
You can have family ties, all rats gotta die
You can still be a dub if you tellin’
And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub
Fuck it, just knock off his melon

[Chorus]
I swear I don’t need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don’t you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
Probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

[Verse 2]
Heard they wanna catch me lackin’, oh, please
Yeah, they don’t know I’m really odee
Niggas rattin’, eatin’ on cheese
Just free the real until they all free
Hoodie on, rockin’ long sleeves, uh, uh
Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, mmm, mmm
Lamborghini car keys, vroom, vroom
I don’t know why they actin’ like they G’d up, hmm, mmm
Wipe a nigga nose like he sneezin’, hmm, mmm
Go to Elliot for Aquafina, huh, uh
Chain lookin’ like a hockey puck, hmm, like a freezer, hmm
You told me never say never
Then you told me you would never get me set up (Yeah)
But love is a set-up already
Should have said “I love you” to a Bentley (Mmm)
I know niggas that ain’t even graduate can’t leave the country, they felons already
But fuck it, at least they know better
Any nigga could tell ain’t no tellin’
I done seen niggas tell on they brother, them niggas was there for you when you were strugglin’
I done seen niggas love on they bitch and go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin’ dick
And you gotta watch out for niggas that’s watchin’ your money, watch who you get money with
And don’t you compete with your own gang, no, don’t you go be on no funny shit
‘Cause niggas will tell on they whole gang ’cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeah
I was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (Yeah)
I’m not a regular person, I threw away all my Margielas (Yeah)
Got a closet with nothing but fly shit, trendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I swear I don’t need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don’t you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
Probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

[Outro]
Hoodie on, rockin’ long sleeves, uh, uh
Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, uh, uh
Lamborghini car keys, vroom vroom

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