Thought I Was Dead lyrics by Tyler, The Creator
(You know don’t wanna go to war with a soldier)
(You know don’t wanna go to war with a soldier, you niggas thought I was dead, you niggas thought I was dead)
(You know don’t wanna go to war with a soldier, you niggas thought I was dead, you niggas thought I was dead)
(You know don’t wanna go to war with a soldier, you niggas thought I was dead, you niggas thought I was dead, there’s more to life than just fuckin’ workin’, bro, they thought I was dead)
Okay, bitch I’ve been trapped in the zoo
Nigga got packs like a cracks of a tooth (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I need some space like the back of a coupe
I’m tryna magic wand, I’m tryna poof, so (They thought I was dead, hm, uh)
Grab the blammer (Hm), fuck all the glitz and the glamour (Hm)
I want a crib in Atlanta, holdin’ me and my bitch in your Pampers (Hm)
Them niggas thought I was dead (Hm)
Them niggas thought I was dead (You ain’t gon’ see me)
You niggas thought I was dead (No-no way)
You niggas thought I was dead (Turn to a ghost)
Them niggas thought I was dead (I’m over this shit)
You niggas thought I was dead (I’m over this shit)
(They thought I was dead, dea-ea-ead)
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
Get love in the hood, but I must leave (Yeah)
Born way in the Hills for they can’t see (Can’t see)
Swear I burn twenty Ms, 2018 (Yeah)
Like I play for the Bills, goin’ O-D (They thought I was dead)
Niggas tend to get rich and they act weird (Act weird)
How you walkin’ up the party with your butt pierced? (Mm, uh)
Shit, I’d rather play golf ’til the check clear (Yeah)
Niggas turn 35 and they out here (They thought I was dead)
Nigga, Rolls or the Royce, tryna program
I was really outside with the dopeman
Now I really got Ms, nigga, no chance
I don’t wanna be seen in your bromance, hm
Packed in, god damn, dat dream
Never seen a nigga with a fuckin’ (They thought I was)
Cat game, if a nigga think he gon’ get
Blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt
You niggas thought I was dead (Yeah)
You niggas thought I was dead (Suu)
You niggas thought I was dead (Oh)
You niggas thought I was dead
Niggas thought I was dead (Woah)
Niggas thought I was dead (Woah, woah)
You niggas thought I was dead (Dea-ea-ead)
You niggas thought I was dead (They thought I was dead)
I don’t wanna be found (Mm, uh), I don’t wanna be down (Mm, uh)
I don’t wanna be found (Mm, uh), I don’t wanna be down (Mm, uh)
I don’t wanna be found (Woo), I don’t wanna be down (Oh, you know Tyler, his talk)
I don’t wanna be found (I’m so sick of these niggas), I don’t wanna be down (They don’t know you, ooh, ah)
White boys mockin’ this shit and y’all mad at me? Y’all can suck my dick (Suck my dick)
Pull up old tweets, pull up old t-shirts, all that, I moonwalk over that bitch (Hee-hee)
T-T changed like the fit got dirty
I was young man, then a nigga hit thirty
I was one mill’, then a nigga hit thirty
Bitch, you ain’t Coco Gauff, you can’t serve me (Mm, uh)
You anti-war? Hm, yeah, right
Niggas runnin’ they mouth, keep it airtight
I’ma crash shit out ’til my hair white (Mm, uh)
I got too much drive, I’m a terabyte (Mm, uh)
I got a big ol’ head, I ain’t like these niggas (Niggas)
Nuh uh, don’t put me with these niggas (Niggas)
I’on “Haha, keke” with these niggas (Niggas)
Loiter Squad, baby, I don’t be with these niggas (Niggas)
Same boys with me since back-back then (Mm, uh)
Everything I said I do, I did (True story)
Talk my shit? I sure damn will (Mm, uh)
You ain’t like that shit? I’s do it again (Mm, uh)
Five in the morning, I be hatin’ on shit (Mm, uh)
Ten in the evening, I be hatin’ on shit (Mm, uh)
Ten years later, mighta changed my mind (Mm, uh)
I’m a fake-ass bitch, don’t kill me (Mm, uh)
I’m a hypocrite, ain’t real, ain’t really
I’m a big troll, haha, I’m silly (I’m silly)
Fuck you know about being better than them niggas that you hate?
You ain’t good at shit, you can’t feel me
Talk your one-trick goat, I’m billy (Mm, uh)
Shoutout papa, he for real (Mm, yeah, uh)
Don’t test V, he pop for real (Mm, uh)
Had to call him like, “Stop and chill” (Mm, uh, ah), look
I tries to be out the way
I like the farm with the lake, I like some truth in my space
Y’all niggas friendly and fake
“That’s big bro,” how? When y’all met yesterday?
This feel Planet of the Apes
Why am I filled with this hate?
Got freedom in every way
Y’all wanna take what I got, but y’all do not got what it take
I don’t wanna be found, ya ho (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t wanna be down, ya ho (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t like comin’ around, ya ho (Yeah, yeah)
I will not, “Knock-knock,” at your door (Yeah)
Just me, that’s what I said (Ayy, ayy)
Trav’, these niggas is fed’ (Ayy, ayy)
Me, I’m overhead (Ayy, ayy)
These niggas thought I was dead
Chromakopia
American rapper and singer