Ego Death
Ty Dolla $ign feat. Kanye West, FKA Twigs & Skrillex
Bevat samples uit You Used to Hold Me van Ralphi Rosario Featuring Xaviera Gold (1987) en Free van Ultra Naté (1997)
Artiest(en)
Titel
Ego Death
Lengte
3:51
Componist(en)
Tyrone Griffin, Jr. · Kanye West · Tahliah Barnet · Sonny Moore · Ultra Naté · Josiah Wise · Lem Springsteen · Connor Bradley Smith · Craig Ritchie Allan · Dana Owens · Ikenna Asonye · Jahmal Gwin · Jason Brunton · John Ciafone · Mark Howard James · Ralph
Producer(s)
Skrillex [= Sonny John Moore], Ty Dolla Sign [= Tyrone William Griffin Jr.], BoogzDaBeas
Platenlabel
Atlantic
Releasedatum
01-07-2020
Hoogste positie UK
34
Hoogste positie US
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Album
Dream House
Tipparade
Songtekst
You used to know how to love me right
You used to know how to love me right
Ooh, yeah
You've got some things on your mind
I would hate to see you cry
Ego death is where you find happiness
That's the only place you find happiness
Off too many drugs, they so bad for us
One too many drinks and you had enough
Murdered my ego when you walked away
It hurt my ego when you walked away
Gave you my all, that wouldn't make you stay
Murdered my ego when you walked away
You had this look on your face
So much animosity
Ego death is where you find happiness
That's the only place you find happiness
Way too many drugs, they so bad for us
One too many drinks and you had enough
Murdered my ego when you walked away
It hurt my ego when you walked away
Gave me your all, that wouldn't make me stay
Murdered my ego when you walked away
Hold on, this train goin' by
Free
To do what you want to do
You've got to live your life
Lotta people be thinkin'
But I'm just a sayer
Artists can't perform at Super Bowl
But it's okay for the players
All these half-way movements
Need a whole lotta improvement
Everybody wanna talk, everybody wanna type
Ain't nobody finna do sh...
And everybody throwin' dirt
All that talk won't work
All that talk don't work
Now, who you think you talkin' to, nerd
W-w-w-w-w-wait, it get worse
Wait, it, wait, it, wait, it been bad
Showin' up to the Grammy's mad
Tryna win some we already had
Tryna become some we already are
Don't make me go Rastafar'
We doin', no tryin', no dyin'
We livid, I'm livin', I get more specific
All these admirations
Likes and false validations
Feeding to our ego
Talk for somethin', negro
One in four get locked up
Your girlfriend get knocked up
Plan B was they Plan A
To lower the count of our families
To lower the count on our damn votes
Your joy isn't tied to me
Let the man quote
Who dropped drones on 'em
Your joy isn't tied to me, yeah
Ye, don't take that tone on 'em
Don't go Watch The Throne on 'em
Your joy isn't tied to me
Just hit a billi', he goin' on 'em
Your joy isn't tied to me
I let my ego down
And then I rise back up
I let my ego down
And then I'll be stronger
I'm armed
To let a sucker step up and get bombed
By a beat created by my producer
I am losin' my mind
Cause your heart's so blind
When you left me outside
I'd be losin' my mind
I am losin' my mind
Cause your heart's so blind
When you left me outside
I'd be losin' my mind
It's gonna cost you to be great
You will have to sacrifice something to be great
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