They Want (Explicit) - Hodgy

Lyrics by：Dominick Lamb/Gerard Long

Composed by：Dominick Lamb/Gerard Long/Alan Hawkshaw

Say that want you to fail they want you to hate yourself

They want you to fail they want you to hate yourself

Yeah

They want you to fail they want you to hate yourself

They want you to

They want youuuu

Why do they want me to hate myself

I don't question intuity neither my actions

I know myself thoroughly lead to attraction

When you're talking to me look at me don't be distracted

I feel we're retracting moving backwards

Kinda like allegations and legal actions

Spent so much time on negatives pleading for reactions

Cops and them robbers basking in blood

He's the blackest he's a thug first

We kill him then shoot the mug

No weapon on him no ***

No priors no warrants either

Got a kid and wife at home it's f**ked up

He won't see 'em tonight

Or tomorrow or the day after

When feds parade after high fives and gay laughter

Pat yourself on the back n***a you done did

Something good for the civilians in this world

She got feelings she's a little girl

That was her father hey her f**king role model

They hit him with some shells

That tostada but they forgot the horchata

They want you to fail they want you to hate yourself

I said that

They want you to fail they want you to hate yourself

They want you to fail how fail how fail

They want

They want youuu

Why do they want me to hate myself

My n***a you got a set of skills without a job

You just hit the gym like you doing something

Calling all your friends seeing what they up to

Why you clocking in

You a grown a**s man and they grown a*s men

You like 30 years outta town slanging

You're cutting n*as short without a place of your own

You don't inspire me you're not welcome inside my home no

You think you a king you sleeping inside your car n***a

Take a look in the mirror and peep

Who you are n***a

I see light from a vantage point from afar n***a

And when I'm up close you can see the horrors n***a

Drinking hard liquor f**k the malt liquor

I'm a real one oh yep I'm a boss n***a

Cut your circulation off n***a

Deal with your issues that you gotta resolve

I ain't involved witchya

I used to look up to you

And now I don't f**k with you

Don't really know what's up with you

What's going on in your brain

I'm drinking sparkling wine listening to Coltrane

About to pop this in my brain like I'm Cobain

You running to my mom talking s**t about me

My momma love me she can't live without me

She know where my mind at

I talk to her everyday she know

I'm fighting them demons like I'm a f**king heavyweight

I learned that timing is timeless so I let them wait

But if you got beef you should set a date

You can see me today if you need to