“Thought I Was Dead,” the third and final teaser from CHROMAKOPIA, is a boisterous manifesto of his mentality. The track sees Tyler point out the presence of culture-vultures in hip-hop—doubling down on previous comments—while also putting himself ahead of them.
A snippet of the track was posted to Tyler’s socials on October 26, 2024, while on Instagram he specifically confirmed its placement as track eleven.
“Thought I Was Dead” lyrics
[Intro: Santigold]
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
There’s more to life than just fuckin’ workin’, bro (They thought I was dead)
[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Santigold]
Okay, bitch, I’ve been trapped in the zoo
Nigga got plaques like the crack 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)
Grab the blammer (Hmm), fuck all the glitz and the glamour (Hmm)
I want a crib in Atlanta, brodie, me and my bitch in your Pampers (Hmm)
Them niggas thought I was dead (Hmm)
Them niggas thought I was dead (You ain’t gon’ see me)
You niggas thought I was dead (Nigga, no way)
You niggas thought I was dead (I turned to a ghost)
Them niggas thought I was dead (I’m over this shit)
Them niggas thought I was dead (I’m over this shit)
(They thought I was dead, dead)
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
Them niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
Niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q & Santigold]
Get love in the hood, but I must leave (Yeah)
Born way in the hills where they can’t see (Can’t see)
Swear I burned twenty M’s, 2018 (Yeah)
Like I play for the Bills, goin’ OD (They thought I was dead)
Niggas tend to get rich and they act weird (Weird)
How you welcome at the party with your butt pierced? (Come on)
Shit, I’d rather play golf ’til the check clear (Yeah)
Niggas turn thirty-five, now they out here (They thought I was dead)
Nigga, Rolls or the Royce? Tryna program
I was really outside with the dope man
Now I really got M’s, nigga, no chance
I don’t wanna be seen in your bromance, hmm
[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator & Santigold]
Packed in, goddamn, that dream
Never seen a nigga with a fuckin’ cap game (They thought I was)
If a nigga think he gon’ get blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt me
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Santigold]
Them niggas thought I was dead (Yeah)
Them niggas thought I was dead
These niggas thought I was dead (They thought that I was dead)
These niggas thought I was dead (They thought that I was dead)
Niggas thought I was dead (I was dead)
Niggas thought I was dead (Woah, woah)
You niggas thought I was dead (Dead)
Them niggas thought I was dead (They thought I was dead)
[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator & Bonita Smith]
I don’t wanna be found, I don’t wanna be down
I don’t wanna be found, I don’t wanna be down
I don’t wanna be found, I don’t wanna be down (Oh, you know Tyler and his tone)
I don’t wanna be found, I don’t wanna be down (I’m so sick of these niggas, they don’t know you, fuck you)
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
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’ll moonwalk over that bitch (Hee-hee)
See, T changed like the ‘fit got dirty
I was young man, then a nigga hit thirty
I was one mil’, then a nigga hit thirty
Bitch, you ain’t Coco Gauff, you can’t serve me
Anti-what? Hm, yeah, right
Niggas runnin’ they mouth, keep it airtight
I’ma crash shit out ’til my hair white
I got too much drive, I’m a terabyte
I got a big ol’ head, I ain’t like these niggas
Uh-uh, don’t put me with these niggas
I don’t haha, keke with these niggas
Loiter Squad, baby, I don’t be with these niggas
Same boys with me since back, back then
Everything I said I’d do, I did (True story)
Talk my shit? I sure damn will
You ain’t like that shit? I’s do it again
5 in the morning, I be hatin’ on shit
10 in the evening, I be hatin’ on shit
Ten years later, mighta changed my mind
I’m a fake-ass bitch, don’t kill me
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 you a one-trick goat, I’m billy
Shout out papa, he for real (Yeah)
Don’t test V, he pop for real (Don’t bother)
Had to call him like stop and chill, 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
I don’t wanna be down, ya ho
I don’t like comin’ around, ya ho
I will not knock-knock at your door
Just me, that’s what I said
Trav, these niggas is fed
Me, I’m overhead
These niggas thought I was dead
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