New Sofas

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