Turn It Up
Risko no replicas
Still aint seen the best of what I'm cookin there's a plethora
I'm killin all the noise that I don't need I got my blessins up
Fillin in the void to catch a buzz without the extra, etcetera
Press play flex a little
They stackin 8 up in the box, I'm runnin up the middle
I would've quit before I started if I did it for the accolades
Seen a lotta rappers come & go that couldn't make it through a half a day
A sleepin giant flyin under the radar
Steppin on different stages, no wonder they're way off
I got em buggin with the way that the bass knock
Flavor A-1, no need for the steak sauce
Permanent residence I'm addin on another wing
Rather fly alone then try to weave through a cluttered scene
A year ago I had a body like Butterbean
Now I'm on tracks, hittin weights, gettin cut & lean
But it's more about the mind than the muscle
Preppin for a fight, survived more than a couple
Stakes is gettin high, the grind is gettin doubled
And I'm ready for a drink, the kind that's got the bubbles
Like it's Sunday, I'm done playin let the fun begin
Faint hearts don't want to see me like a double chin
Run it back, to the top of the gameplan
Deliver somethin real, make it slap, get it straight fam
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
Every day a new determination,
Always learnin somethin bout the work of what it takes
Better keep the fire burnin, clock's turnin
If I ever learned a thing it's that it's comin or goin but either way it doesn't wait
Lockin in the pace, get it movin
I aint talkin if the bass aint boomin
I aint rockin if the faith aint fluid & the paint aint gluin
If I aint feelin the taste, no debate, can't do it
Yeah I'm online, strong signal like it's 5g
5 bars for the art, it's a live feed
Water's nice, deep dive with the jive speech
Hit the tooth with the juice like a ripe peach
Hydrated yeah I'm spittin well
Never any filler son, iller than sickle cell
Killer with the writtens, hell, killer on a mission I aint missin
Quit bitchin bout the heat up in the kitchen, it's time to eat
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
Still aint seen the best of what I'm cookin there's a plethora
I'm killin all the noise that I don't need I got my blessins up
Fillin in the void to catch a buzz without the extra, etcetera
Press play flex a little
They stackin 8 up in the box, I'm runnin up the middle
I would've quit before I started if I did it for the accolades
Seen a lotta rappers come & go that couldn't make it through a half a day
A sleepin giant flyin under the radar
Steppin on different stages, no wonder they're way off
I got em buggin with the way that the bass knock
Flavor A-1, no need for the steak sauce
Permanent residence I'm addin on another wing
Rather fly alone then try to weave through a cluttered scene
A year ago I had a body like Butterbean
Now I'm on tracks, hittin weights, gettin cut & lean
But it's more about the mind than the muscle
Preppin for a fight, survived more than a couple
Stakes is gettin high, the grind is gettin doubled
And I'm ready for a drink, the kind that's got the bubbles
Like it's Sunday, I'm done playin let the fun begin
Faint hearts don't want to see me like a double chin
Run it back, to the top of the gameplan
Deliver somethin real, make it slap, get it straight fam
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
Every day a new determination,
Always learnin somethin bout the work of what it takes
Better keep the fire burnin, clock's turnin
If I ever learned a thing it's that it's comin or goin but either way it doesn't wait
Lockin in the pace, get it movin
I aint talkin if the bass aint boomin
I aint rockin if the faith aint fluid & the paint aint gluin
If I aint feelin the taste, no debate, can't do it
Yeah I'm online, strong signal like it's 5g
5 bars for the art, it's a live feed
Water's nice, deep dive with the jive speech
Hit the tooth with the juice like a ripe peach
Hydrated yeah I'm spittin well
Never any filler son, iller than sickle cell
Killer with the writtens, hell, killer on a mission I aint missin
Quit bitchin bout the heat up in the kitchen, it's time to eat
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
There aint much to discuss, it's a must, turn it up
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Writer(s): Richard Loughman
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