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Hello Ego (Letra)

Jhene Aiko

Jhene Aiko Part. Chris Brown

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Hi, Hello
Hi

I’ma be real, real, real, real, real, real honest
Man I got some real, real, real, real, real, real problems
I just do what I feel like, I don’t deal with no logic
I need to chill, I really need to chill, I need to stop it
Need to stop it now, stop it now
And yeah, I know I’m supposed to be about my money
‘Cause that baby gotta eat when she get hungry
And anything my family need they get it from me
So when shit get ugly
I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I don’t

Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop now
Ooh, you know I won’t stop
Won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop
I don’t know how
Don’t stop now

I should stop drinking, I should stop smoking
I need to focus
I am the dopest, I’m the dopest
You already know this
I’ve been chosen, I’ve been chosen
And I know you noticed it
I got that potion, hocus pocus shit, yeah
‘Cause I got these Vicodin verses
For all these bitches you hurt when
You told ‘em, you fuckin’ with me
I know that you fuckin’ with me
I’m not this regular hoe
You like these regular hoes
You need to act like you know it
You need to act like you know that
I could do it, do it, I’m the truest, truest
I’m the coolest, coolest, and the truth is (truth is)
I’ve been up for days now
You in my way now
Stay in your lane now
But don’t, but don’t stop

Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop now
Oh, you know I won’t stop
Won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop
I don’t know how
Nana, nana, na

They call me crazy, it’s okay, yeah I got issues
I wear my heart like my tattoos
I shed my tears, fuck the tissues
Gave me a year, my first sentence?
Judge, don’t care ‘bout accomplishments
Give a fuck ‘bout a Grammy
‘Cause, a jail cell ain’t got limo tints
When I got out back on their ass with a number one hit
Hoes ain’t loyal, no these bitches ain’t shit
It’s me that can’t keep a relationship
You could lose your mind, in a glass house
Gettin’ too high and pass out
I done been up down, up, up, back down
I won’t back down

Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop now (don’t stop now)
Oh, you know I won’t stop
Won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop (won’t stop)
I don’t know how
Won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop
I don’t know how
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop now
Oh, don’t you stop now (don’t you stop now, girl)
Won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop, won’t stop
I don’t know how
Won’t stop, won’t stop, I don’t know, I don’t know how (no)
Don’t stop (no)

You’re bringin’ down my high
Oh, please do not fuck up my high
Oh, no, no, Please do not fuck up my high
Oh, ‘cause you’re bringin’ down my high
You’re bringin’ down my high
High, bye, bye get out of here
Why? Why you even here?
Don’t know what to do
Bye, bye, I’ve made it clear
Oh, I’ve got you out my mind

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Hello Ego (Letra)

John Reuben

John Reuben

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

hello there ego why it’s a displeasure to meet ya
to be honest bro I really don’t know how to treat ya
greet ya with a pound but you want more than dat
and to be honest I really don’t know how to act
i hear the blah blah blahblah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
man I watch your ego spoil for thinkin you’re fresher than all else
face full of perspiration from sweatin yourself
lettin yourself act like a fool man look
i don’t care about your personalized hip-hop rule book
took another man’s thoughts on rules for the microphone
how can I respect your opinion when it’s not your own
known fact you have an ego you need to lose it
cuz if you’re so real why you tryin so hard to prove it
it should just be and if it is then we don’t need
a constant reminder that you’re the dopest mc

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so you’re the illest – so you’re the dopest
so you’re the slickest man why you tellin me this
in one ear and out the next all i keep on hearing is
blah blah blah ……

hello there ego can I call you out for what you are
john doe status but you’re fronting superstar
more like super far from reality
but I guess it’s trendy to make it look like actuality
now let me see too many claim where they want to be
and not where they’re at
i’ll call your front and all those who got your back
let it be known clone mimicks nah you won’t last
you don’t have a future cuz you didn’t have a past
so in the present please don’t get perturbed
if I pay no attention to you and your pointless idle words
cuz time is precious and I have better things to do
than waste my energy on hearing you brag about you
recyclin hip-hop the same old same old
how you’re so fresh and all else is stale n’ old
it’s getting old plus man I’ve heard it all before
pointless verses covered up in metaphors
now catchin rec is one thing that’s cool to express
but there’s only so many ways that you can tell me
you’re the best