Turnaround

Turnaround
Ayyy
Russell Red
Evan Upton
Uh Ayy
Belle Gray?

Turn around, look me right in my, in my eyes
And the way I look I know its gotcha mesmerized
Ripped jeans and tee
Sh you know I still look fly
Fresher than these ho- JT no suit and tie
I been on the low
But trust me i've been on my grind
And even on my grind, been making time to get high
Givin birth to this music, that's my only child
No "Plan B" cause you know that I don't need a guy
All black, they all wet, and you know know, that I'm up next
Messing with me, is that a threat?
But I stay speedy just like a vet
In my drop top coupe speeding through your town
Need my check so I can spend it all around
Low altitude cause I make your girl go down
Without a doubt I got clout in my home town

I don't want your handouts I just wantcha respect
I want you to know I'm good maybe one of the best
I don't care about the fame or the fortune much less
I just wanna make enough so I can split up a check
For the friends and the fam those I hold on my back
Wanna live every day without fear the we lack
That's why I gotta spaz out on every single new track
I swear I'm goin this hard till the day I collapse, and that's facts

Yeah yuh, you know who it is, you know who it is
Black pineapple up in the studio
Belle Gray, DJ Russell Red
Red Crew, E-Team
You know, you know how we do
Black pineapple, let's get it
Ay yo

Bein real not the best yet
But that don't mean that I can't flex
Drake said the game's cut throat
But when I play I aim for heads

Always roll with the three kings
See that's wis-dome cuz there's four heads
And only I see my vision
Got the mind stone in my forehead

First off, shoutouts to dad and mom
Had me drinkin milk so I could grow up strong
Always tried to lead me right from wrong
It's because of them the person I've become
Said that I could do anything
If I shoot for stars and befriend the sun
NASA called said all systems go
Then they tapped the line told me don't get on

Jimmy Neutron I gotta blast
Trust me I'll be safe because my dog on guard
Gotta go and fulfill the dreams
That you said I could back when I was young
Now you're singin a different tune
Tell me what I do is wrong
Mad at me but like Frankenstein
It's because of you the monster I've become

Time for a switch
Time for a change
Time to make a hit
Jackie Rob at the plate

I been on the bench
I been studying the game
Learnin how they pitch
Know what's coming my way

Gotta kill their doubts
Gotta prove em all wrong
Turnin they shouts
Into song-a-long songs

Saw the strike outs
And I seen the home runs
So I'm calling my shot
Like I'm babe Ruth's son

I don't want your handouts I just wantcha respect
I want you to know I'm good maybe one of the best
I don't care about the fame or the fortune much less
I just wanna make enough so I can split up a check
For the friends and the fam those I hold on my back
Wanna live every day without fear the we lack
That's why I gotta spaz out on every single new track
I swear I'm goin this hard till the day I collapse, and that's facts