Cut You Off (To Grow Closer)

Uh, I'm tryna learn something new
I'm tryna find myself, I'm searching deep for Kendrick Lamar
I read about Napoleon Hill and try to know God
They say he the key to my blessings, and if I speak the good
Into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock
Money flow like water, I'll just wait at the dock
And by the way I'mma start, finding more light to shed
Like a small garage in your backyard
I'm back chilling with a friend of mine, she mighty fine
But I notice that her heart resides next to bitterness
Always hollering who she don't like and who she kick it with
Who she wanna fight, who wearing a weave
Who Dooney and Bourke bag is fake, who holding the keys
To the car she drove last year or who fucking on who
And who need a pap smear, getting on my nerves
But before your negative energy curve, bitch I'mma cut you off

'Cause everytime you come around, you be hollering that
Whoop-de-whoop, blah-zay-blah, he say, she say
Oh my God, shut the fuck up... ho
Everytime you come around, you be hollering that
Whoop-de-whoop, blah-zay-blah, he say, she say

Uhh, I'm tryna learn something new
I'm tryna surround myself with people that inspire me
Or at least inquire similar desires
To do what it T-A-K-E just to reach the T-O-P
I'm talking ideas, motivation
It's more than making, enemies, my nigga
Oh, that's not your memo? Then tell me why you constantly stressing
On how you well connected like centipedes, my nigga
I function with you and you flaunt your pistol
Every second tell me how you pressed 'em at the Monte Cristo
Where so and so from, and what neighborhoods beefing
Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend
That shit is mad depressing, bringing me down
Speak on something with some substance that can get us both paid
Rather than telling me how these niggas jocking your style
Or his rims ain't bigger, pussy nigga, I'mma cut you off

'Cause everytime you come around, you be hollering that
Whoop-de-whoop, blah-zay-blah, he say, she say
Oh my God, shut the fuck up... scary ass
Everytime you come around, you be hollering that
Whoop-de-whoop, blah-zay-blah, he say, she say

Uh, I'm tryna learn something new
I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star
I'm tryna feel the vibe of Mona Lisa
Studying art... now paint that picture
Life behind bars, remember the very day I got caught?
I murdered a rapper, and you filed the police report?
See what I was taught, family is all I need
But indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Constantly talking shit 'bout the next relative
Wanting me to take sides, but I'd never give in
Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways
Argue on holidays, left my uncle in prison
For 15 years, no one paid him attention but moms
Yeah, my momma as loyal as any sister would come
Come to my house just to yap about your own people
Dang, and if your blood wasn't running through my veins
I would prolly cut y'all off too, yep

'Cause everytime you come around, y'all be hollering that
Whoop-de-whoop, blah-zay-blah, he say, she say
Oh my God, shut the fuck up... (Keep it running Ali)
Everytime you come around, you be hollering that
Whoop-de-whoop, blah-zay-blah, he say, she say

So tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up!" Tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up!"
Yeah, bitch, you boo-boo, you T'd, you turnt down, you thirsty

Tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up!" Tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up!"
Yeah, nigga, you boo-boo, you T'd, you turnt down, you thirsty
You thirsty, you boo-boo, you T'd, you turnt down,
You boo-boo, you T'd, you boo-boo, you turnt down, you thirsty
You T'd, you boo-boo, you turnt down
You boo-boo, you T'd, you turnt down
You weak, you weak, your bitch weak
You boo-boo, you T'd
Keep all that