Hodgy Beats - They Want lyrics

[Hook] They want you to fail, they want you to hate yourself (x3) They want you to They want youuuu (Why do they want me to hate myself?) [Verse 1] 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 k** him then shoot the mug No weapon on him, no d** No inquiries or warrants either Got a kid and wife at home, it's f**ed 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 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, her f**ing role model They hit him with some shells, that tostada but they forgot the horchata [Hook 2] They want you to fail, they want you to hate yourself (x2) They want youuu (Why do they want me to hate myself?) [Verse 2] My n***a, 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 a** man, and they grown a** 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 scars n***a Drinking hard liquor, f** 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** 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 sh** 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**ing 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 [Outro]