Ego (feat. Cash Boy)
Yo, TP, what's up
Man
You gotta hear what everyone's saying lately
Talking about
We got some kind of ego
Like our heads
Too big for our body or something
Man shake it up for em
With all them haters standing outside
Why don't you come over around the side
And I can be a little introducer
Mr. musical rap producer
No n-now can somebody quick
Come clue me in
On what the hell does it mean
Of being a boss again
They be talking
Like TP oh boy you lost it
He's going poppy soft
He's getting sloppy
Man If you think that
You must be on some Percocet
I'm quick to hurdle verbal's over you
Without breaking a sweat
But then again
Yall are midgets
Your pituitary aint grow in yet
Forgot the game like an episode
I throw it back
Screeching on you busters
Like you saved by the bell
Zach Morris big phonies with a story to tell
So now I can fit in better
Maybe if I tried to floss
But I'm just fine with my Kia
I'm about to pay it off see now
I keep it proper
I don't act a thug at all
Like TP's ever going to
Try and throw a gutter ball
I'm soundproofed to all you haters
You can bounce off my balls
I'll just stand here
Shaken these maracas
In the face of y'all
Like La La
They say I'm out of my mind
(They say I'm out of my mind)
And everywhere that I go
(Everywhere I go)
Ain't no doubt in my mind
(Ain't no doubt in my mind)
Cause I know I'm in control see I
I got a reason some people
They don't believe me
But I keep believing in reasons
That they can't seem to see though
Defeat these Demons
These bastards are never gonna keep me
They must just love to keep hating
But they just feeding on my ego
I started in High School
Rapping in selling tapes
And my rapping got me cracking
That's when they videotaped
My struggles from day today
And they messed up stuff that I faced
My ego has got me tripping
I'm thinking about gaining weight
I'm thinking of losing every friend
I made along the way
But prides a mother fu
Fame is his older brother
The money is his little sister
Don't play with them evil kids
The mom is pregnant with twins
Death and sweetest revenge
But every story will end
Exactly where it began
At the bottom of the bottom
Of the barrel you got
Look in the mirror
You're a barrel on top
Who was predestined to flop
So now I'm staring in this mirror
With this barrel of my Glock
That can end all my pain in one shot
If I squeeze
It'll turn on my sorrows to memories
Enemies would
Just be dreams of a past life
I never should've dreamed of
Living this fast life
They say I'm out of my mind
(They say I'm out of my mind)
And everywhere that I go
(Everywhere I go)
Ain't no doubt in my mind
(Ain't no doubt in my mind)
Cause I know I'm in control see I
I got a reason some people
They don't believe me
But I keep believing in reasons
That they can't seem to see though
Defeat these Demons
These bastards are never gonna keep me
They must just love to keep hating
But they just feeding on my ego
Now yes I know
You may think that I am confused
Mama like I'm a rapper
How did I catch the news
That all the sudden
A little small town hick
Can take a microphone
And blow it up
Like a dynamite stick
Boom boom boom
I think my head's too big to move
So I just tore down the ceiling
And kick the haters off the roof
And all this hate
From my so-called friends
I used to know
It's like syrup on my favorite
Flavor toasted Eggo
I mean my ego
So let go
You know what I mean
And if you don't
Bitch get off my dreams
And sure I've seen more success
Than I have ever envisioned
But even if I didn't
I'd still push it to the limit
Till the circulation shot
From sit in the same position
Making music never sleeping
Hoping somebody listens
And I don't know what I'm thinking
I only know what I love and
That's creating something
Like it's from the heavens above
Now come on
They say I'm out of my mind
(They say I'm out of my mind)
And everywhere that I go
(Everywhere I go)
Ain't no doubt in my mind
(Ain't no doubt in my mind)
Cause I know I'm in control see I
I got a reason some people
They don't believe me
But I keep believing in reasons
That they can't seem to see though
Defeat these Demons
These bastards are never gonna keep me
They must just love to keep hating
But they just feeding on my ego
Its our egos baby
Its our egos baby
T P and Esco Mr. Maserati a k a Cash Boy
And that was just if you were wondering about our ego
TP let's get out of here man
Young Scody on the track
Man
You gotta hear what everyone's saying lately
Talking about
We got some kind of ego
Like our heads
Too big for our body or something
Man shake it up for em
With all them haters standing outside
Why don't you come over around the side
And I can be a little introducer
Mr. musical rap producer
No n-now can somebody quick
Come clue me in
On what the hell does it mean
Of being a boss again
They be talking
Like TP oh boy you lost it
He's going poppy soft
He's getting sloppy
Man If you think that
You must be on some Percocet
I'm quick to hurdle verbal's over you
Without breaking a sweat
But then again
Yall are midgets
Your pituitary aint grow in yet
Forgot the game like an episode
I throw it back
Screeching on you busters
Like you saved by the bell
Zach Morris big phonies with a story to tell
So now I can fit in better
Maybe if I tried to floss
But I'm just fine with my Kia
I'm about to pay it off see now
I keep it proper
I don't act a thug at all
Like TP's ever going to
Try and throw a gutter ball
I'm soundproofed to all you haters
You can bounce off my balls
I'll just stand here
Shaken these maracas
In the face of y'all
Like La La
They say I'm out of my mind
(They say I'm out of my mind)
And everywhere that I go
(Everywhere I go)
Ain't no doubt in my mind
(Ain't no doubt in my mind)
Cause I know I'm in control see I
I got a reason some people
They don't believe me
But I keep believing in reasons
That they can't seem to see though
Defeat these Demons
These bastards are never gonna keep me
They must just love to keep hating
But they just feeding on my ego
I started in High School
Rapping in selling tapes
And my rapping got me cracking
That's when they videotaped
My struggles from day today
And they messed up stuff that I faced
My ego has got me tripping
I'm thinking about gaining weight
I'm thinking of losing every friend
I made along the way
But prides a mother fu
Fame is his older brother
The money is his little sister
Don't play with them evil kids
The mom is pregnant with twins
Death and sweetest revenge
But every story will end
Exactly where it began
At the bottom of the bottom
Of the barrel you got
Look in the mirror
You're a barrel on top
Who was predestined to flop
So now I'm staring in this mirror
With this barrel of my Glock
That can end all my pain in one shot
If I squeeze
It'll turn on my sorrows to memories
Enemies would
Just be dreams of a past life
I never should've dreamed of
Living this fast life
They say I'm out of my mind
(They say I'm out of my mind)
And everywhere that I go
(Everywhere I go)
Ain't no doubt in my mind
(Ain't no doubt in my mind)
Cause I know I'm in control see I
I got a reason some people
They don't believe me
But I keep believing in reasons
That they can't seem to see though
Defeat these Demons
These bastards are never gonna keep me
They must just love to keep hating
But they just feeding on my ego
Now yes I know
You may think that I am confused
Mama like I'm a rapper
How did I catch the news
That all the sudden
A little small town hick
Can take a microphone
And blow it up
Like a dynamite stick
Boom boom boom
I think my head's too big to move
So I just tore down the ceiling
And kick the haters off the roof
And all this hate
From my so-called friends
I used to know
It's like syrup on my favorite
Flavor toasted Eggo
I mean my ego
So let go
You know what I mean
And if you don't
Bitch get off my dreams
And sure I've seen more success
Than I have ever envisioned
But even if I didn't
I'd still push it to the limit
Till the circulation shot
From sit in the same position
Making music never sleeping
Hoping somebody listens
And I don't know what I'm thinking
I only know what I love and
That's creating something
Like it's from the heavens above
Now come on
They say I'm out of my mind
(They say I'm out of my mind)
And everywhere that I go
(Everywhere I go)
Ain't no doubt in my mind
(Ain't no doubt in my mind)
Cause I know I'm in control see I
I got a reason some people
They don't believe me
But I keep believing in reasons
That they can't seem to see though
Defeat these Demons
These bastards are never gonna keep me
They must just love to keep hating
But they just feeding on my ego
Its our egos baby
Its our egos baby
T P and Esco Mr. Maserati a k a Cash Boy
And that was just if you were wondering about our ego
TP let's get out of here man
Young Scody on the track
Credits
Writer(s): Travis Piccard
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