Barbell - Hodgy

You should let life, life

Have it’s wayward

You should let the world

Have nothing, aye

You want to have a heart to heart, nigga?

They told me to play it smart, nigga

I’mma tear it up and rip shit apart, nigga

Hey, I’mma play my part nigga

I’mma go bar for bar, bar for bar, bar for bar, nigga, yeah

You want to have a heart to heart, nigga?

I’mma tear your shit apart, nigga

Bar for bar, nigga

It’s rare that you would catch me off guard, blindsided

I’m just like Mike, Mike Will, Miley Cyrus

Close my eyelids, feel my iris dilate

Ain’t bothered by hate, I’m steppin' to it

We face the fate nigga

Hodgy bout to build a conglomerate nigga

Make sure my business ain’t made with no concentrate

All the equities and the artists I conjugate, with myself

Most people come and intoxicate your circle

Suck the life out of your circle, then confiscate your circle

See what they did, man they made you hate your circle

Ya’ll some wild niggas, and to them the colour purple

Tappin' in your church shoes to the harmonies

SMH to the slandering Simon these

Shittin' on your knees and swallow all of these OMGs

Where does the road that’s golden lead

I hold myself and read I’m a mythology

H, Wizard

If you ain’t speaking from your heart, nigga

You can’t go bar to bar with a

Real nigga going hard, nigga

What I’m talking I’m living it bar for bar, nigga

Bar for bar, bar for bar, bar for bar, nigga

I’m the king of Agrabah, you Jafar, nigga

French rolls don’t play, I roll just my part, nigga

Ready to spark, g-g-going bar for bar, nigga

You get your first couple installments

We bout to see how fucking hungry you are (you are)

About how much about this money you are (you are)

This road is so fraudulent when becoming a star

I ride for my niggas

When it’s beefing that don’t mean running to the car

Unlocking my door, hearing engine roar, pedal to the floor

I thought he had they back man, what he left them for?

They say heaven’s on the same level as the devil’s door

I keep pressing number 7 on the elevator

Fuck them niggas and they set, that’s what you tell a hater

It’s cliche to say we going up like escalators

Niggas want a copy us and fucking automate us

I’ll just write a solo while they fucking huddle up

If niggas talking just because man I’mma shut em up

It’s all a game in their head, I’ll let em run amok

Remember the game is over once the buzzer bust