Anthony Tremaine Dixson was born on August 30, 1989, in Compton, California, where he was also raised and was a member of the church choir. His son, Darius, was born June 24, 2009, and was the catalyst for him to take music more seriously. In 2010, he enrolled in recording courses at Long Beach City College, using financial aid money to purchase recording equipment. He is also a single father of his son, working in part-time jobs, and eventually, rapping became his full-time career.
Boogie's musical career started when he joined the First Evergreen Missionary Baptist Church choir in 8th grade under the guidance of his mother. While a member of the choir, he was introduced to gangbanging and slowly began to make the transition from gospel to rap. On June 24, 2013, he released his debut mixtape Thirst 48, which chronicled his life and struggles. A year later, his debut was followed by his breakthrough mixtape The Reach, which was released on June 24. He signed a deal with Interscope Records in 2015. His break-out single, "Oh My" was released in 2015 and produced by Jahlil Beats. In 2016, Boogie released Thirst 48, Pt. II via Interscope Records, a continuation of his debut mixtape from 2014 that also deals with new themes such as Millennial reliance on social media. In October 2017, it was announced that Boogie signed with Shady Records. He was featured in the digital 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Detroit Cypher and made an appearance behind Eminem in his solo freestyle. His first release from Shady Records was "Violence", a collaboration with Masego, in December 2017. The release was followed up by two more songs in 2018 - "Self Destruction" in May and "Deja Vu" in August. He has gained praise from Rihanna, Eminem, and Kendrick Lamar. Boogie is currently managed by Love Renaissance (LVRN). He opened for 6lack alongside Tierra Whack on 6lack's world tour. Boogie's debut album, Everythings for Sale, was released on January 25 with melodic singles like "Rainy Days", "Silent Ride" and "Self Destruction". The album includes guest appearances from Eminem, 6lack, and JID, among others.
Whose Fault
WESTSIDE BOOGIE Lyrics
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I'm bettin' you won't do shit
Oh, really? Try me. Try me!
Come on, try me!
Fuck out my face!
Try me, bitch!
Then come on and try me!
Get out my fuckin' face, move!
Come on, don't stop here
No, I'm tired of you
Go head, go
Yeah, whatever
I've had enough!
Shut the fuck up!
Uh
Don't put your hands on me, uh
Fuck out my phone, I already told you she my damn homie, uh
You know the buttons still hurtin', and then you gon' stand on em', uh
And have the nerve to say you'll call another man on me, whoa
I was aware of your hurt, but I didn't know what your vengeance like
How the role of the killer switch to the role of the victim?
Like why the fuck you keep yellin', "We can't afford no eviction"? uh
On my momma, you trippin' bitch, don't be bringin' my kid in this
She say, "Nigga you ain't shit, shoulda left you where you stand
Shoulda never let you hit, I shoulda chose up on your friend
Wish your daddy was around and taught you how to be a man
'Cause you a, motherfuckin' coward, nigga, let go of my hand
I swear I hate you, I hate how you think you dumb poppin'
Nigga, fuck Compton, act like you don't see your son watchin', uh
I'm done watchin' you fuck him up, keep it pushin', go do you
Like he don't copy your movements and he ain't lookin' up to you that shit is boo-boo, I hate it
Know it's actually kinda crazy how you fucked your homegirl and then actually tried to blame me, like
No, I'm laughin' because I'm angry
You salty 'cause I been dating don't ask me to see your baby, fuckin' pussy"
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Look bro, I don't know what you been on
But this is the example you want to set for your son?
Like dude, get it together
I need some me time
Your son got practice on Friday and a game on Saturday
I need you to pick him up after school
Get out your feelings
We in darkness, but we addicted to it
You say my son got a game and I need to get him to it, uh
Though I miss him, I say, "Shit, no I ain't finna do it"
'Cause I'm too pissed, I say, "No, bitch, go tell your nigga do it", uh
Another stereotype that I couldn't prove wrong
Cool with doin' me, but just not tryna let you move on, uh
The rude tone was too strong, shit, you know I just can't back down
Know you got me fucked- nah, who that nigga in your background?
I told you, bitch, don't ever have no nigga 'round my baby
I'm forever gon' be with it, bitch, don't ever try and play me
She like, "Boy you fake crazy, I bet you wish you cared then, huh?"
Then, "I bet you wish that you was there then, huh?"
I seen the truth when I was buried in my shame
We already share the pain, how 'bout we finally share the blame?
You was bitter out my bones and take the hatred out my veins, uh
Don't look for change, be the change, that's it
The lyrics in WESTSIDE BOOGIE's song "Whose Fault" depict a heated argument between two individuals, likely a couple who are experiencing relationship problems. The first verse captures the anger and frustration one person feels towards the other, expressing a desire to destroy everything and challenging the other to take action. There is a sense of defiance and a refusal to back down, as they repeatedly invite the other person to "try" them.
Moving into the second verse, the tone becomes more introspective as the person reflects on the hurt caused by their partner's actions. They address issues of betrayal, jealousy, and the manipulation of their emotions. The lyrics mention the partner criticizing their parenting and questioning their worth, expressing a deep hatred towards them. There is a profound disappointment in the partner's behavior and a sense of longing for a better role model.
The third verse features a voicemail, indicating a break from the intense argument, possibly a moment of reflection or an attempt at seeking resolution. The singer reminds their partner of their responsibilities as a parent, urging them to prioritize their child's needs. They express a desire for space but assert the importance of their partner's involvement in their child's activities.
In the final verse, the singer acknowledges the darkness that surrounds their relationship and the addiction to the turmoil they have become entangled in. There is an admission of missing their partner but also a refusal to engage in the toxic dynamics. The lyrics touch on stereotypes and the difficulty of breaking free from ingrained patterns. The person recognizes their own unwillingness to back down and the lingering jealousy, creating tension and mistrust. However, they also suggest a possible reconciliation, challenging both parties to share the blame and work towards a change that can benefit them and their child.
Overall, "Whose Fault" delves into the complexities of a troubled relationship, exploring themes of anger, betrayal, and the longing for change. It reflects the struggles and emotions experienced by both individuals involved, highlighting the need for self-reflection and accountability to break free from destructive patterns and find a path towards healing and growth.
Line by Line Meaning
I will tear this whole fucking house down
I am willing to destroy our entire home out of frustration and anger
I'm bettin' you won't do shit
I don't believe you have the courage to take any action
Oh, really? Try me. Try me!
Are you serious? Go ahead and test my limits
Come on, try me!
I dare you to challenge me
Fuck out my face!
Get away from me and stop bothering me
Try me, bitch!
Go ahead and attempt to provoke me, you coward
Then come on and try me!
If you have the guts, go ahead and confront me directly
Get out my fuckin' face, move!
Leave me alone and stop obstructing my path
What you gonna do?
What actions are you capable of taking?
Come on, don't stop here
Continue your attempt to provoke me, don't give up
No, I'm tired of you
I am exhausted from dealing with you
Go head, go
Fine, go ahead and leave
Yeah, whatever
I don't care about your response
I've had enough!
I am completely fed up with this situation
Shut the fuck up!
Stop speaking and causing further irritation
Don't put your hands on me, uh
Do not physically assault or touch me
Fuck out my phone, I already told you she my damn homie, uh
Leave me alone, I have already informed you that she is a close friend
You know the buttons still hurtin', and then you gon' stand on em', uh
You are aware that certain triggers still cause pain, yet you intentionally provoke me
And have the nerve to say you'll call another man on me, whoa
You audaciously threaten to involve another man in this situation
I was aware of your hurt, but I didn't know what your vengeance like
I understood your pain, but I underestimated the level of revenge you seek
How the role of the killer switch to the role of the victim?
Why did the aggressor suddenly become the one who feels victimized?
Like why the fuck you keep yellin', "We can't afford no eviction"?
Why do you constantly shout about not being able to afford eviction?
On my momma, you trippin' bitch, don't be bringin' my kid in this
I swear, you're going crazy, don't involve our child in our arguments
She say, "Nigga you ain't shit, shoulda left you where you stand
She expresses that I am worthless, and she regrets being with me
Shoulda never let you hit, I shoulda chose up on your friend
She believes she should have never allowed me to have any intimate encounters and instead chosen someone else
Wish your daddy was around and taught you how to be a man
She wishes I had a strong male role model to teach me how to be responsible and mature
'Cause you a, motherfuckin' coward, nigga, let go of my hand
She insults me, calling me a coward, and demands that I release my grip on her
I swear I hate you, I hate how you think you dumb poppin'
She expresses her intense hatred towards me and despises how I have a false sense of confidence
Nigga, fuck Compton, act like you don't see your son watchin', uh
She denounces our hometown of Compton and accuses me of not caring about the influence I have on our child
I'm done watchin' you fuck him up, keep it pushin', go do you
She declares that she is no longer going to witness me negatively impacting our child and urges me to focus on myself
Like he don't copy your movements and he ain't lookin' up to you, that shit is boo-boo, I hate it
She ridicules the fact that our son imitates my behavior and idolizes me, expressing her dislike for it
Know it's actually kinda crazy how you fucked your homegirl and then actually tried to blame me, like
She finds it absurd that I had an affair with a female friend and had the audacity to shift blame onto her
No, I'm laughin' because I'm angry
Contrary to appearances, my laughter stems from anger, not amusement
You salty 'cause I been dating, don't ask me to see your baby, fuckin' pussy
You are jealous because I have been seeing other people, so don't bother asking to spend time with our child, you coward
Look bro, I don't know what you been on
Listen, man, I don't understand your current state of mind
But this is the example you want to set for your son?
Is this the kind of behavior you want to demonstrate to our child?
Like dude, get it together
Come on, man, pull yourself together and improve
I need some me time
I require some personal space and time alone
Your son got practice on Friday and a game on Saturday
Our son has training on Friday and a sports game on Saturday
I need you to pick him up after school
It is your responsibility to collect him from school
Get out your feelings
Stop being overly emotional and sensitive
We in darkness, but we addicted to it
Although we are in a troubled situation, we are somehow addicted to the chaos and dysfunction
You say my son got a game and I need to get him to it, uh
You mention that our son has a game and imply that I should be responsible for taking him there
Though I miss him, I say, "Shit, no I ain't finna do it"
Even though I miss him, I refuse to take on that responsibility
'Cause I'm too pissed, I say, "No, bitch, go tell your nigga do it", uh
Because I am too angry, I respond by telling her to ask her new partner to handle it
Another stereotype that I couldn't prove wrong
Another negative assumption or expectation that I was unable to disprove or change
Cool with doin' me, but just not tryna let you move on, uh
I'm fine with focusing on myself, but I can't accept the fact that you are moving on
The rude tone was too strong, shit, you know I just can't back down
Your disrespectful tone was too powerful, and I am incapable of backing down from a confrontation
Know you got me fucked- nah, who that nigga in your background?
I know you have deceived me, wait, who is that man I hear in the background of your calls?
I told you, bitch, don't ever have no nigga 'round my baby
I explicitly warned you not to expose our child to other men
I'm forever gon' be with it, bitch, don't ever try and play me
I will always be ready to confront you, so don't even think about trying to deceive me
She like, "Boy you fake crazy, I bet you wish you cared then, huh?"
She mocks me, saying I pretend to be mentally unstable, and sarcastically questions if I now wish I had cared more
Then, "I bet you wish that you was there then, huh?"
Furthermore, she suggests that I probably regret not being present in certain situations
I seen the truth when I was buried in my shame
I discovered the reality of our situation when I was overwhelmed by guilt and embarrassment
We already share the pain, how 'bout we finally share the blame?
We both experience the anguish, so why don't we take responsibility together?
You was bitter out my bones and take the hatred out my veins, uh
You extracted the bitterness from within me and attempted to remove the hatred from my core being
Don't look for change, be the change, that's it
Stop searching for change to come from others, instead, become the catalyst for change yourself
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Anthony Tremaine Dixson, Chris Blakk, Christian Scott, Darttney Ellis, Keyel Deaunta Walker, Kolseta Moore
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Chinccysarchrive
Verse 1: Boogie]
Yo, yo
Uh
Don't put your hands on me, uh
Fuck out my phone, I already told you she my damn homie, uh
You know the buttons still hurtin', and then you gon' stand on em', uh
And have the nerve to say you'll call another man on me, whoa
I was aware of your hurt, but I didn't know what your vengeance like
How the role of the killer switch to the role of the victim? Like
Why the fuck you keep yellin', "We can't afford no eviction"? Uh
On my momma, you trippin' bitch, don't be bringin' my kid in this
She say, "Nigga you ain't shit, shoulda left you where you stand
Shoulda never let you hit, I shoulda chose up on your friend
Wish your daddy was around and taught you how to be a man
'Cause you a, motherfuckin' coward, nigga, let go of my hand
I swear I hate you, I hate how you think you dumb poppin'
Nigga, fuck Compton, act like you don't see your son watchin', uh
I'm done watchin' you fuck him up, keep it pushin', go do you
Like he don't copy your movements and he ain't lookin' up to you that shit is boo-boo, I hate it
Know it's actually kinda crazy how you fucked your homegirl and then actually tried to blame me, like
No, I'm laughin' because I'm angry, you salty 'cause I been dating don't ask me to see your baby, fuckin' pussy"
[Interlude]
At the tone please record your message, when you finish recording you may hang up or press one for more options
Look bro, I don't know what you been on
But this is the example you want to set for your son?
Like dude, get it together
I need some me time
Your son got practice on Friday and a game on Saturday
I need you to pick him up after school
Get out your feelings
[Verse 2: Boogie]
We in darkness, but we addicted to it
You say my son got a game and I need to get him to it, uh
Though I miss him, I say, "Shit, no I ain't finna do it"
'Cause I'm too pissed, I say, "No, bitch, go tell your nigga do it", uh
Another stereotype that I couldn't prove wrong
Cool with doin' me, but just not tryna let you move on, uh
The rude tone was too strong, shit, you know I just can't back down
Know you got me fucked- nah, who that nigga in your background?
I told you, bitch, don't ever have no nigga 'round my baby
I'm forever gon' be with it, bitch, don't ever try and play me
She like, "Boy you fake crazy, I bet you wish you cared then, huh?"
Then, "I bet you wish that you was there then, huh?"
I seen the truth when I was buried in my shame
We already share the pain, how 'bout we finally share the blame?
You was bitter out my bones and take the hatred out my veins, uh
Don't look for change, be the change, that's it
EmSeen
I will tear this whole fucking house down
I'm bettin' you won't do shit
Oh, really? Try me. Try me!
Come on, try me!
Fuck out my face!
Try me, bitch!
Then come on and try me!
Get out my fuckin' face, move!
What you gonna do?
Come on, don't stop here
No, I'm tired of you
Go head, go
Yeah, whatever
I've had enough!
Shut the fuck up!
Uh
Don't put your hands on me, uh
Fuck out my phone, I already told you she my damn homie, uh
You know the buttons still hurtin', and then you gon' stand on em', uh
And have the nerve to say you'll call another man on me, whoa
I was aware of your hurt, but I didn't know what your vengeance like
How the role of the killer switch to the role of the victim?
Like why the fuck you keep yellin', "We can't afford no eviction"? uh
On my momma, you trippin' bitch, don't be bringin' my kid in this
She say, "Nigga you ain't shit, shoulda left you where you stand
Shoulda never let you hit, I shoulda chose up on your friend
Wish your daddy was around and taught you how to be a man
'Cause you a, motherfuckin' coward, nigga, let go of my hand
I swear I hate you, I hate how you think you dumb poppin'
Nigga, fuck Compton, act like you don't see your son watchin', uh
I'm done watchin' you fuck him up, keep it pushin', go do you
Like he don't copy your movements and he ain't lookin' up to you that shit is boo-boo, I hate it
Know it's actually kinda crazy how you fucked your homegirl and then actually tried to blame me, like
No, I'm laughin' because I'm angry
You salty 'cause I been dating don't ask me to see your baby, fuckin' pussy"
At the tone please record your message
When you finish recording you may hang up or press one for more options
Look bro, I don't know what you been on
But this is the example you want to set for your son?
Like dude, get it together
I need some me time
Your son got practice on Friday and a game on Saturday
I need you to pick him up after school
Get out your feelings
We in darkness, but we addicted to it
You say my son got a game and I need to get him to it, uh
Though I miss him, I say, "Shit, no I ain't finna do it"
'Cause I'm too pissed, I say, "No, bitch, go tell your nigga do it", uh
Another stereotype that I couldn't prove wrong
Cool with doin' me, but just not tryna let you move on, uh
The rude tone was too strong, shit, you know I just can't back down
Know you got me fucked- nah, who that nigga in your background?
I told you, bitch, don't ever have no nigga 'round my baby
I'm forever gon' be with it, bitch, don't ever try and play me
She like, "Boy you fake crazy, I bet you wish you cared then, huh?"
Then, "I bet you wish that you was there then, huh?"
I seen the truth when I was buried in my shame
We already share the pain, how 'bout we finally share the blame?
You was bitter out my bones and take the hatred out my veins, uh
Don't look for change, be the change, that's it
Jrae Gatsby
It's a tough album to promote. Real thoughts/feelings.... In a landscape that praises fake, surface and ignorant.
Hopefully they put more steam behind this dude !
saige_za
2022 still bumping it ... real music is timeless s/o to boogie man 🙏🏾
Reyder
Still bumping!
Dominique04
This 💯
charles okereke
This was one of the best albums to come out in 2019, still listening 3 years later. Really underrated artist fr
Justin Case
"We already share the pain, how about we finally share the blame."
Benjamin Sztankovics
777
siCk G-nius
Real talk
14-7-5 Entertainment
S/O South Africa here lol
Giant Namekian Dende
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