Hodgy - Barbell lyrics

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