Producers：Ty Dolla $ign/Skrillex
Writers：Ultra Naté Stone/Stephanie Victoria Allen/Bobby Brackins/Ralphi Rosario/DJ Mark the 45 King/Lem Springsteen/John Ciafone/Jahmal Gwin/Dana Owens/Connor Bradley Smith/Craig Ritchie- Allen/Skrillex/serpentwithfeet/FKA twigs/Kanye West/Ty Dolla $ign
Samples：Dance for Me(1989)—Queen Latifah
Free(1998)—Ultra Naté
You used to know how to love me right
You used to know how to love me right
Ooh, yeah
You've got some things on your mind
I would hate to see you cry
Ego death is where you find happiness
That's the only place you find happiness
Off too many d**gs, it's so bad for us
One too many drinks and you had enough
Murdered my ego when you walked away
It hurt my ego when you walked away
Gave you my all, that wouldn't make you stay
Murdered my ego when you walked away
You wear this look on your face
So much animosity
Ego death is where you find happiness
That's the only place you find happiness
Off too many d**gs, it's so bad for us
One too many drinks and you had enough
Murdered my ego when you walked away
It hurt my ego when you walked away
(Woo, woo-woo-woo-woo, woo, woo-woo-woo-woo)
Gave me your all, that wouldn't make me stay
Murdered my ego when you walked away
(Woo, woo-woo-woo-woo)
Hold on, this train going by
Free to do what you want to do
You've got to live your life
Lotta people be thinkin'
But I'm just a sayer
Artists can't perform the Super Bowl
But it's okay for the players?
All these half-way movements
Need a whole lot improvement
Everybody wanna talk, everybody wanna type
Ain't nobody finna do sh—
And everybody throwin' dirt
All that talk won't work
All that talk don't work
Now, who you think you talkin' to nerd?
But w-w-w-w-w-wait, it get worse
Wait, it-wait, it-wait, it been bad
Showin' up to the Grammy's mad
Tryna win some' we already have
Tryna become some' we already are
Don't make me go Rastafar'
If you do
No try, no dyin'
We livid, I'm livin'
I get more specific
All these admirations
Likes, and false validations
Feed into our ego
Talk for somethin', negro
One in four get locked up
Your girlfriend get knocked up
Plan B was they Plan A to lower the count of our families
To lower the count on our damn votes
Let the man quote (Your joy isn't tied to me)
Who dropped drones on 'em?
Ye, don't take that tone on 'em (Your joy isn't tied to me, yeah)
Don't go Watch The Throne on 'em
Just hit a billi', he goin' on 'em (Your joy isn't tied to me)
Your joy isn't tied to me
I let my ego down and then I rise back up
I let my ego down and then the beast come back
I'm armed, to let a sucker step up and get bombed
By a beat created by my producer
I am losin' my mind 'cause your heart's so blind
When you left me outside, I be losin' my mind
I am losin' my mind 'cause your heart's so blind
When you left me outside, I be losin' my mind
It's gonna cost you to be great
You will have to sacrifice something to be great