Tyler, The Creator – Thought I Was Dead Lyrics (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

Tyler, The Creator has released a new song titled “Thought I Was Dead,” accompanied by a music video directed by himself.

This track serves as a preview for his upcoming album, Chromakopia, which is set to be released on October 28, 2024. The song follows previous singles like “St. Chroma” and “Noid” from the same album.

Thought I Was Dead Tyler The Creator Lyrics

(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
Pull up old tweets, pull up old t-shirts, all that, I moonwalk over that bitch (Hee-hee)
T-T chain like the fit got dirty
I was young man when 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? 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)
Uh, uh, don’t put me with these niggas (Niggas)
I’on “Haha, kee-kee” with these niggas (Niggas)
Loiter Squad, baby, I don’t be with these niggas (Niggas)
Same boys with me since way back back then (Mm, uh)
Everything I said I do, I did (Mm, uh)
Talk my shit? I sure damn will (Mm, uh)
You don’t like that shit? I 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 no way, really
I’m a big troll, haha, I’m silly (I’m silly)
If 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)
Know ten Vs, 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 (Yeah)
I like the fun with the lay (Yeah)
I like some truth in my space (Yeah)
Young niggas friendly and fake (Yeah)
“That’s big bro,” how? When y’all met, yesterday? (Yeah)
This feel pointed and aims (Yeah)
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 hoe (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t wanna be down, ya hoe (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t like comin’ around, ya hoe (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