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Turmoil

 

Turmoil

(album: Who Dat - 2019)


Aye, aye buddy, fuck that
You get what I'm saying?
I don't know, put it right there
Aye, bro, name this Turmoil tho. Get what I'm sayin?
I know a lot of people gone be mad at this, but fuck it, right?

Aye, I know the hood ain't the hood no more
But how the fuck you beat the case? But you ain't hood no more
What you been tellin all yo dogs? You a rat, you told
You don't love me like you say, nigga that shit shows, yeah
Turmoil, I get confused from the sound of the sirens
I hit the block, conceal my weapon, it's too many in skys
Secure the promised land, feel like David and Goliath
My mama say I'm out of hand, ain't no point in her trying
I need a church house, my granny tired of crying
I'll let it burst off if a fuck nigga try me
Won't let them murder us, that's just word to the gods
And I never lurk but, if you slippin I'm slidin

I been having fantasies, granny made a man of me
I know they after me, that's why I pack a heat
I was just thirteen crackin 4's that's just to pass the meat
Can't let my nephew see that side, that nigga look up to me
I used to love Nadia, still got love for Nadia
They done free'd D'shawd, yeah
Pool house we turning up
Used to fuck with Kayla, now I see her, we don't speak or nun
Still love Denashia, even though she gave my pussy up
I heard that Jay a snitch he used to hang with rich
That nigga won't bang his shit, but he used to claim the clique
You take yo mask off, you street just because you take a risk
Till you hit the stand it's time to testify, ain't take a piss

I know the hood ain't the hood no more
But how the fuck you beat the case? But you ain't hood no more
What you been telling all yo dogs? You a rat, you told
You don't love me like you say, nigga that shit shows, yeah
Turmoil, I get confused from the sound of the sirens
I hit the block, conceal my weapon, it's too many in skys
Secure the promised land, feel like they be the life
My mama say I'm out of hand, ain't no point in her trying
I need a church house, my granny tired of crying
I'll let it burst off if a fuck nigga try me
Won't let them murder us, that's just word to the gods
And I never lurk but, if you slippin I'm slidin

Them niggas gone hate and shit
My niggas got range and clips
Fuck nigga, he make a diss
Watch how I make a hit
Dropped down some dumb shit but I swear it was so much cake to get
I remember my mom telling me, "go back" I was just trying to make regret
I fall for the longest, my angels been callin
Why the fuck you stallin?
You don't put yo all in, I came too far young niggas got ropes, feel like I'm ballin
You turned to a rat, fuck nigga you told tryna fuck them all again
Good pussy, I'm doggin it, I don't know how to call it quits
You niggas ain't calling shit, I flooded my neck and wrists
How you want homage, and you snake me, can't applaud a bitch
Still finna confuse, fuck the fame, I don't care for all that shit

I know the hood ain't the hood no more
But how the fuck you beat the case? But you ain't hood no more
What you been telling all yo dogs? You a rat, you told
You don't love me like you say, nigga that shit shows, yeah
Turmoil, I get confused from the sound of the sirens
I hit the block, conceal my weapon, it's too many in skys
Secure the promised land, feel like they be the life
My mama say I'm out of hand, ain't no point in her trying
I need a church house, my granny tired of crying
I'll let it burst off if a fuck nigga try me
Won't let them murder us, that's just word to the gods
And I never lurk but, if you slippin I'm slidin

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