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H.E.R.

Gabriella "Gabi" Wilson (born June 27, 1997), better known by her stage name H.E.R. (acronym for "Having Everything Revealed"), is an American singer from Vallejo, California. She signed to RCA Records and has released five extended plays under the label: H.E.R. Volume 1 (2016), H.E.R. Volume 2 (2017), H.E.R. Volume 2, The B Sides (2017), I Used To Know Her: The Prelude (2018) and I Used To Know Her: Part 2 (2018). Her identity was previously unknown as the mystery was a metaphor for herself and she preferred to be represented by music. Her debut, the seven-song EP H.E.R. Vol. 1, was released on September 9, 2016 by RCA Records. It made iTunes' Best of 2016 R&B/Soul Albums list, with the track "Losing" making the iTunes Best R&B/Soul Singles list. The release… more »

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(What's happenin' Chi Chi?)

Yeah
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up)
Went and gave too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us (play us)
Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up
Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters)
No matter how much money we went through
We never let the paper change us (we ain't let it change us)

I done ran it up out the mud
I get paid to pop out in clubs
Put my partner 'nem in my budget
I watch people change, I can't trust 'em
I got rich but I'm still hustlin'
I run full speed to that cash
I can feel the shit in my calf muscle
Reminiscin' back when I ain't have nothin'
Now they actin' like they all happy for me
Where was you at when I needed it?
When it come to money, I'm greedy
I'll try anything just to please you
You can take everything if you leavin'
Ain't tryna say I'm perfect but I'm decent
I ain't goin' back broke for no reason
My drip, it might leave a puddle
Need Bounty to clean it up
I'm the quicker picker upper, for real
Just put it on the floor
That other stuff, I'm not for it
I've been clearin' out my headspace
Run this shit, I'm starting to by my whips now for the leg space
(Got this shit up out the) yeah, Baby

Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up)
Went and gave too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us (play us)
Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up
Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters)
No matter how much money we went through
We never let the paper change us (we ain't let it change us)

In a wraith with the stars
All the niggas who ain't bet on me
Know they wouldn't go far (nowhere)
Know the game gon' ride for me
No matter how many cars (skrr)
Move cautious, got traumas
Still tryna cover the scars (hmm)
Ain't takin' no headshots
'Cause you know we been hot (know we been hot)
Always on the target
Never miss like a red dot (like a red dot)
Always on the go, I be wherever the jet stop (yeah)
Coming from a place where they be shakin' they dreadlocks, yee
(Got this shit up out the)

Yeah
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up)
Went and gave too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us (play us)
Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up
Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters)
No matter how much money we went through
We never let the paper change us (we ain't let it change us)

Soon as I came up
They wanted to see me fail (see me fail)
I never watched nobody pocket
My hustle feed me well (we good)
When everybody had made a left
I had to wait my turn
I had to get my paper straight
And I ain't talkin' perms (oh, oh, oh)
Ain't no bidness, that's the boss way (boss way)
Relocated where my momma stay
Old friends feeling all kind of ways (all kind of ways)
Twenty-three, ain't got no time to waste (ain't no time)
No gps, I bet I find a way
(I bet I find a way, I got this shit up out the)

Yeah
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up)
Went and gave too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us (play us)
Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up
Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters)
No matter how much money we went through
We never the paper change us

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