Tyler, The Creator - My Ego lyrics

Tyler Gregory Okonma

[Tyler, The Creator - My Ego lyrics]

Tell Theresa May to let me in
I've been going in since 2010
It gotta be the color of my skin
Cause there's nigga's there
That doing more damage than my pen, man
Said some old lines was offensive
I was young, I can't apologize for that shit
They took my fiction literature for literal
I ain't no motherfuckin' criminal
The fuck is the problem
My record ain't got no smudges
Shit is clean as a whistle
And they just blow in them grudges
Let the kids see a show
That's what they waiting to see
It ain't no drugs on my bus, boy
My edges are straighter than me
So what the fuck is the problem?
That lil Black boy made it
He's got a little bit of power
And these white niggas hate it
And now he talking shit again, his
Stupid ass should have waited, fuck
They said I was a bad influence to who?
The camouflage following niggas like you?
Or all the free thinkers that
Know what it do? Cause I'm one of them
See Ace is a king, I don't need your respect
So I made my own shoes
Fuck that royalty check
I don't need your opinion
Keep a mirror on deck
So don't you talk to me

It might just be my ego
It might just be my ego
It might just be my ego right now
Clancy you should calm me down it's my ego
Or maybe it's my ego
It might just be my motherfuckin' ego

Well maybe it's my motherfuckin' ego
When I'm ruling the world
And I ain't proving shit to niggas
Who just want me to fail
Niggas is fronting saying we distant cousins
While y'all pants was always flowing
All my trousers was flooded
Mad niggas be watching my moves
I never copped my props
For everybody and they momma got
A problem with shock
Y'all niggas trash, y'all niggas trash
(Goddamn lies is over niggas)
Same niggas laugh when you making shit
Then three years later wanna emulate
The shit you did y'all pay the price
Ask some old friends
That shit is over and finished
Look around in the crowd
Them niggas not even attendance
That shit is done, and Lionel my witness
But I had to move on cause
I can't fuck with them niggas i shut it down
Now wow, now he's saying that one day
He found his wings
Now he using 'em on his runway
Pink yellow, blue and orange, shit is dark
Different pattern
You say the same shit from the start
Niggas I am a wave
Y'all just fuck with the sharks
And I got flames on my pants
Cause I walk how I talk
So keep them comments, keep them
Comments, keep them comments, boy
When it's said and done my pockets
Gon' be filled with commas, boy
Y'all say that's chance, y'all saying this
Y'all niggas say that shit is gross, that
Shit is nasty, eww get away boy, i'm good

And if you see my old friends
Tell 'em that I really miss 'em but I'm good
And if you see some bad times, tell
'em I don't really miss 'em, boy I'm good
And if you see my old self
Tell him not to worry cause he'll be good
Sorry my feelings is running, GOLF 2016
Thank you niggas for coming i'm out, I'm out

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