My Turn
My name is Quiet Child
This the kind to just chillax
Get high to
Just vibe wit it
QC on em'
She back at it
Ok let's take a stab at it, stab it
Girl you once told me I'm your one and only
And then you wanna bounce like a jack rabbit
Bounce bounce bounce bounce
I just wanna grab it
And she lookin' back at it
But I'm lookin to the future, cannot keep the baggage
Feelin' good I ain't no loser, and I'm not average
I'm a singer and producer, that's a full package
That's a full package
Better get the tracking number on a brotha
I would do anything for my fuckin' mother
I would do anything for my little brother
I flew across for my significant other
I flew across and didn't ask for anything in return, except love
Knowing damn well bridges might burn, still love you
Knowing damn well this is my turn, my turn
It's my turn
Ooo it's my turn
My turn
My turn
Rock wit your bod
Rock wit your body
You gotta rock wit your
Rock wit your body
Rock wit your body
You gotta rock wit your
Rock with Thulani
Keep the hoodie, hope it still smells like me
Keep the hoodie
Keep the hoodie, hope it still smells like me
But I still think about you all the time
And I still dream about you all the time
And that's ok
Because I'm movin' on from all the little demons that haunt me on my daily grind
These days I just do what I want
Lifting in the morning hitting back and the front
7 Drinks a week I let it age like my aunt
She a liquor connoisseur kitchen like a restaurant
Kitchen like a restaurant, aye, like a restaurant
You wanna hit me up but you won't, but you won't
You wanna do the most but you won't
And I see the way you moving I just smile at the flaunt
Boutta move to Venice mayne
Can afford cuz I'm saving all this lettuce mayne
And I'm feelin kinda pretty, boutta pierce my ears
Goin back bleach and I'm buying me a tennis chain
Fuck wit me
Cuz I got it mayne
I been contemplating a whole lotta thangs
I been feelin' good, I ain't gotta change
Still loading, like I just bought the game
Like I just bought the game
And it's my turn
My turn, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah and it's my turn
My turn, yeah yeah yeah
My turn
Yo pass the sticks nigga fr
My turn yeaaaa
My turn yeaaaa
Rock wit your
You gotta rock with your body
Yeaaaaa
Yeaaaaa
My turn yeah
My turn yeah
Rock wit your
Rock wit your
This the kind to just chillax
Get high to
Just vibe wit it
QC on em'
She back at it
Ok let's take a stab at it, stab it
Girl you once told me I'm your one and only
And then you wanna bounce like a jack rabbit
Bounce bounce bounce bounce
I just wanna grab it
And she lookin' back at it
But I'm lookin to the future, cannot keep the baggage
Feelin' good I ain't no loser, and I'm not average
I'm a singer and producer, that's a full package
That's a full package
Better get the tracking number on a brotha
I would do anything for my fuckin' mother
I would do anything for my little brother
I flew across for my significant other
I flew across and didn't ask for anything in return, except love
Knowing damn well bridges might burn, still love you
Knowing damn well this is my turn, my turn
It's my turn
Ooo it's my turn
My turn
My turn
Rock wit your bod
Rock wit your body
You gotta rock wit your
Rock wit your body
Rock wit your body
You gotta rock wit your
Rock with Thulani
Keep the hoodie, hope it still smells like me
Keep the hoodie
Keep the hoodie, hope it still smells like me
But I still think about you all the time
And I still dream about you all the time
And that's ok
Because I'm movin' on from all the little demons that haunt me on my daily grind
These days I just do what I want
Lifting in the morning hitting back and the front
7 Drinks a week I let it age like my aunt
She a liquor connoisseur kitchen like a restaurant
Kitchen like a restaurant, aye, like a restaurant
You wanna hit me up but you won't, but you won't
You wanna do the most but you won't
And I see the way you moving I just smile at the flaunt
Boutta move to Venice mayne
Can afford cuz I'm saving all this lettuce mayne
And I'm feelin kinda pretty, boutta pierce my ears
Goin back bleach and I'm buying me a tennis chain
Fuck wit me
Cuz I got it mayne
I been contemplating a whole lotta thangs
I been feelin' good, I ain't gotta change
Still loading, like I just bought the game
Like I just bought the game
And it's my turn
My turn, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah and it's my turn
My turn, yeah yeah yeah
My turn
Yo pass the sticks nigga fr
My turn yeaaaa
My turn yeaaaa
Rock wit your
You gotta rock with your body
Yeaaaaa
Yeaaaaa
My turn yeah
My turn yeah
Rock wit your
Rock wit your
Credits
Writer(s): Thulani Kachingwe
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