Ego Death

Quadeca

  • Ab
  • Bb
  • C
  • C7
  • Cmaj7
  • D7
  • Eb
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  • Fm
  • Fmaj7
  • G7
  • Gm
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C C7 I know I got a ego
Fmaj7 D7 Must be something in my brain
Fmaj7 G7 Cmaj7 If I didn’t, I’d go insane
C C7 I’m sorry I’m an asshole
Fmaj7 D7 That’s just how the raps go
Fmaj7 G7 Cmaj7 Sorry that I do this shit everyday [Part II] [Chorus 1]
Ab Bb What? Yeah, I’m on my ego death
Ab Bb I had to reassess, I had to resurrect, yeah
Ab Bb Huh, hey, huh, I just wanna be the best
Ab Bb But I had to reassess, is that why I’m feelin' less? [Verse 1]
Ab Bb Yeah, huh, my songs are bipolar like Ye, huh (Huh), they think they controlling my fate, uh (Ooh, yeah)
Eb Gm Cut all the chatter, no, y'all are not rappers, you just some ad-libbers like, "Ayy," huh (For real)
Ab Bb I just pulled up, back in black, drop a hit, they react to that (Ooh, huh)
Eb Gm Now they see this and they acting mad (Yeah), like I’m Kanye in a MAGA hat, yeah
Ab Bb I’m so alone, see, I’ve always been one and only
Eb Gm Even back when this gold chain was made out of macaroni
Ab Bb Now they always askin' me, what happened to the old me?
Eb Gm I wish I could’ve told him goodbye, wish he had known me (Yeah)
Ab Bb Wish that I could tell you 'bout how everyone would know you (Uh-huh)
Eb Gm And tell you it’s worth it, despite everything they told you
Ab Bb Cryin' silent in your pillow sayin', “I wish I was homeschooled” (Yeah)
Eb Gm Too afraid to sing your songs because you thought that they would roast you, yeah
Ab Bb I was nine, friends told me I would go lose (They did)
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Eb Gm Now it’s time I think I gotta show you (Think I gotta show you)
Ab Bb Eb That’s my mind, say I don’t care, but I so do
Gm Ab Having trouble walkin' up a mile in my own shoes
Bb Eb Never used to bet on me and now they like, “I owe you”
Gm Ab Lookin' back at them like, “The fuck? I do not know you”
Bb Eb When I make a milli', mo’fucker, I'ma show you
Gm Ab What I had to go through to feel like I’m supposed to [Bridge]
Bb Ego, I don’t need no
Eb Gm Other people in my trio
Ab Bb Myself, I and me, though, we know
Eb Gm Ab We don't need no kilos, my watch frio Yeah [Chorus 2]
Bb I’m on my ego death
Ab Bb But I let it breathe again, yeah, I let it resurrect
Ab Yeah, uh (Yeah)
Bb I just wanna be the best
Ab Bb But I had to reassess, is that why I’m feelin' less? Yeah (Yeah) [Verse 2]
Ab Bb On the way, all okay, only a call away, feeling like a god on my Charlemagne (Huh?)
Eb I really think they want my presence,
Gm like a holiday (Yeah), but I think I need to learn when to walk away (I do)
Ab Bb Man, I got so many problems, but I wanna stay without acknowledgin' how often I have gone astray (Yeah)
Eb First step is denial, but I’m over that
Gm Ab Bb And I’ve accepted it already, but it holds me back, yeah, back, yeah
Eb Gm Slurring my words I been moving too fast, yeah (Okay), fast, yeah
Ab Bb Maybe I don’t wanna share it like that, yeah (Uh), that’s facts, yeah
Eb Gm I need to stop checking all of the stats, like that, like that, yeah, ayy (Yeah) [Chorus]
Ab Bb I’m on my ego death
Ab Bb I had to reassess, I had to resurrect, yeah
Ab Bb Huh, hey, huh, I just wanna be the best
Ab Bb But I had to reassess, is that why I’m feelin' less? Yeah [Verse 3]
Ab Bb I got fourty-thousand comments this week
Ab Bb At least five-thousand said that I should kill myself, I’m a freak
Ab Bb I’m too weak, I'm a leech, and all my music fuckin' sucks, I’m a geek
Ab Bb I’m everythin' they want me to be and that’s the problem with me
Ab Bb So when they say you got a ego, tell 'em, "Thank the fuckin' Lord"
Eb Gm 'Cause if you didn’t, you’d be suffering, you’d be stuck there on the floor with nothin' more
Ab Bb At least I’m out here smilin' in the quicksand
Eb Gm Take your head out of that pillow, one day, you gon' be the big man Yeah [Part III] [Other]
Gm In the dark
Gm Fm I stare into mirrors for hours
Bb Eb Until I can’t recognize myself
Fm Eb A dissonant reflection
Fm Eb Both a sober and a sobering hallucination
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