Ego

Ayeee

So much can change in a year
From purgatory to open letters
Seasons change
Short sleeves to sweaters
I love you text
Fuck you forget ya
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I'm blaming my ego for who I am
I'm fragile but cocky
My horsepower speak when I'm finished like jockey
I slide thru these beats give no pucks like it's hockey
Ayee
I done fell so many times now I Derrick Rose
My words Ecko, not my clothes
Mama told me that I earned it
Used to sit back didn't know I was worth shit
Who brought the heat to the summer time
Waiting my turn like I stood in line
Now I stand out when I stand in line
Dishing out work like a picket line
Throwing up CA no YM I'm chosen
I used park cars but I never would go in
I used to show out but I never would show in
They get what I'm saying, don't get why I'm glowing
Don't tell me to chill I'm relaxed
Open up doors for these niggas
Be grateful I'm graceful these bars are a staple
Selling out seats, tap these hoes like a maple ayee
Forgive me my ego it bests me
So reckless but safe
Truth is I'm loving this danger so give me my space
You know this my house get the fuck out my place
Reputation for these intros
Big bucks DiVincenzos
I like my chips with the dip when she hoola
I'm kissing my teeth when she speak like a Goomba
I'm feeding my ego it only gets worse
Hate that I love it I live with the curse
Word to Toronto I feel like Nick Nurse
Wearing my ring on my neck like a purse
Said that I'm cocky get used to the facts
6 Figure deal no incentives for sacks
Flex for no reason I feel like I'm Jax
Don't tell me to chill I'm already relaxed
Ayee

Please excuse me for my ego
Deenyo casino
My chips are not Frito
The money come to me Magneto
I'm Richie I'm balling like Joga Bonito

Please excuse me for my ego
Deenyo casino
My chips are not Frito
The money come to me Magneto
I'm Richie I'm balling like Joga Bonito
Ayee



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Traore
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