Ego

Looks like bitch-made's in your DNA
Pray we never speak again, I think it's best you hide away
Never wrote a record but you always got somethin' to say
Living in my shadow, ain't no wonder you've been throwing shade
Yeah, you got a problem, say it with your chest
Sick of all the back-and-forth subliminals, just come direct
Disassociate from people only focused on a check
Saying that you know me will forever be your only flex
Ayy, ain't no honor, you show no respect
You the definition of potential wasted every breath
I don't want to hear you're sorry, told you I was poppin' next
Woulda sung a lullaby but your career's already put to rest
Fuck a truce, let the bridges burn
I can't tolerate more disrespect, had to live and learn
Separate the business from your friends
New beginnings, cut the ends
When it's said and done, I don't ever live with no regrets
Saw your Spotify Wrapped and I started to cheese
I'm in your girl's top five, I must be in her dreams
If only you spent as much money on your music as weed
Maybe you'd get yourself a fan with no attachment from me
Until the day that I am pushing up daisies, you can't replace me
Offered pennies for my magic but I feel like prime McGrady
Whether not you love or hate me, can't box me in or contain me
Me and Mark like Randy Brady, undefeated
Except we finna win it all
Bitch, it's ring season, tell me why the fuck I wouldn't ball
Tried to put me in a corner, had my back against the wall
Yet still managed to deliver, I'ma always prove 'em wrong
Thought the ship would sink without you, must be hard to hear my songs
Going up, stock's on the rise; look me in the eyes
You were never ever man enough to own up to your lies
You need help
Tried to carry you right to the finish line
But your heart is filled with jealously
Your ego needs to—(*gunshot*)



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Geldard, Mark Rice
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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