Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh-uh-uh, uh
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Ali, you thirsty on Twitter [laughs]
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You boo-boo, you T
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You turned down, you thirsty
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You boo-boo
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Uh, I'm tryna learn something new
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I'm tryna find myself, I'm searching deep for Kendrick Lamar
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I read about Napoleon Hill and try to know God
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They say he the key to my blessings
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and if I speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock
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Money flow like water, I'll just wait at the dock
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And by the way I'ma start, finding more light to shed
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like a small garage in your backyard
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I'm back chilling with a friend of mine, she mighty fine
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But I notice that her heart resides next to bitterness
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Always hollering who she don't like, and who she kick it with
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Who she wanna fight, who wearing a weave
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Who Dooney & Bourke bag is fake, who holding the keys
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to the car she drove last year, or who fucking on who
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and who need a pap smear, getting on my nerves
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But before your negative energy curve, bitch, I'ma cut you off
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[Chorus]
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Cause every time you come around you be hollering that
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whoop-de-whoop, blase-blah
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He say, she say, oh my God
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Shut the fuck up... hoe
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Every time you come around you be hollering that
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whoop-de-whoop, blase-blah
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He say, she say
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Uh, I'm tryna learn something new
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I'm tryna surround myself with people that inspire me
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or at least inquire similar desires
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to do what it T-A-K-E just to reach the T-O-P
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I'm talking ideas, motivation
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It's more than making enemies my nigga
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Oh, that's not your memo? Then tell me why you constant stressing
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on how much you well connected like centipedes my nigga?
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I function with you and you flaunt your pistol
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Every second tell me how you pressed him at the Monte Crystal
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Where so-and-so from, and what neighborhoods beefing
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Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend
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That shit is mad depressing, bringing me down
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Speak on something with some substance that can get us both paid
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rather than telling me how these niggas jocking your style
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or his rims ain't bigger, pussy nigga, I'ma cut you off
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[Chorus]
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Cause every time you come around you be hollering that
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whoop-de-whoop, blase-blah
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He say, she say, oh my God
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Shut the fuck up... scary ass
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Every time you come around you be hollering that
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whoop-de-whoop, blase-blah
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He say, she say
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Uh, I'm tryna learn something new
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I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star
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I'm tryna feel the vibe of Mona Lisa, studying art
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Now paint that picture, life behind bars
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Remember the very day I got caught?
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I murdered a rapper, and you filed the police report?
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See what I was taught, family is all I need
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But indeed, them too can run me right up a tree
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Constantly talking shit bout the next relative
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Wanting me to take sides, but I'd never give in
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Ever since grandma died everyone parted ways
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Argue on holidays, left my uncle in prison
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For fifteen years no one paid, him attention but moms
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Yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come
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Come to my house just to yap about your own people, dang
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And if your blood wasn't running through my veins
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I would probably cut y'all off, too, yep
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[Chorus]
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Cause every time you come around y'all be hollering that
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whoop-de-whoop, blase-blah
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He say, she say, oh my God
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Shut the fuck up... keep it running Ali
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Every time you come around you be hollering that
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whoop-de-whoop, blase-blah
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He say, she say
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So tell 'em shut the fuck up
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Tell 'em shut the fuck up
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Yeah bitch you boo-boo, you T
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You turned down, you thirsty
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Tell 'em shut the fuck up
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Tell 'em shut the fuck up
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Yeah nigga you boo-boo, you T
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You turned down, you thirsty
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You thirsty, you boo-boo
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You T, you turned down
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You boo-boo, you T
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You boo-boo, you turned down
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You thirsty, you T
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You boo-boo, you turned down
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You boo-boo, you T
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You turned down, you weak
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You weak, yo' bitch weak
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Yeah [laughs]
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You boo-boo, you T [laughs]
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Keep all that
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[Outro:]
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What is HiiiPoWeR?
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HiiiPoWeR is the way we think, the way we live
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See it's known today that the human race is nothing
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No moral, no standards
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What we're about to do is raise the level of expectations
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No |