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You should let life Life... have it's wayward You should let the world Have nothing You want to have a heart to heart nigga? They told me to play it smart nigga I'ma tear it up and rip shit apart nigga Hey, I'ma play my part nigga I'ma go bar for bar, bar for bar, bar for bar nigga, yeah You want to have a heart to heart nigga I'ma 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, incidentally coloured purple Letras de cancionesTappin' 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 rhyme for my niggas When it's beefing that don't meaning 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 From Letras Mania