They Want - Hodgy

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 drugs

No inquiries or warrants either

Got a kid and wife at home, it’s fucked up he won’t see them tonight

Or tomorrow, or the day after

When feds parade after, hotbox and gay laughter

Pat yourself on the back nigga, you done did something good for the civilians

in this world

She got feelings, she’s a little girl

That was her father, her fucking 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

They want youuu

(Why do they want me to hate myself?)

My nigga, you got a set of, 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 ass man, and they grown ass men

You like 30 years, outta town slanging

You’re cutting niggas 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 nigga

Take a look in the mirror and peep who you are nigga

I see light from a vantage point, from afar nigga

And when I’m up close, you can see the scars nigga

Drinking hard liquor, fuck the malt liquor

I’m a real one oh yep, I’m a boss nigga

Cut your circulation off nigga

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 fuck 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 shit 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 fucking

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