Turn Me Up
Any opposition don't stand no chance
Im onnese riches ion care for romance
Inna kitchen cook a track like crack
I ain't never popped a perc, smoke pack
I been at the bottom don't want go back
Hope theyon play wittus we stay on attack
Leavem runnin home like he up to bat
You run behind niggas I run to racks
I feel like Tubman tryna save alla blacks
But this typa rap might not get me a plaque
Fuckem i speak from my heart nigga
All my niggas elite bitch we all realer
Blowin pressure OG i could hardly hear ya
Gotta white friend he say I got awesome lyrics
Whats wrong wit dese hoes tryna charge to hit it Why would i pay fa dat it aint hard to get it
Put my heart innis shit needa larger ticket
It was times I felt like only God would listen
Realized Ima eagle I can't fly with the pigeons
I was 15 makin harder decisions
I grew up right inna heart of da trenches
It been through it so i put my heart on suspension
My emotions on detention im chasin dese millions
Few homies n niggas the other ones switchas
Shii fuckem, I'm onna same mission still thuggin
I used to wake up tryna steal sumn
I always loved school it was nothin
Watch 1 one lesson for 2 weeks I got hundreds
Dat shii was too easy, name another nigga rhymin and grindin in college i feel like the New Yeezy
But I wont never switch on my true people
I got niggas in college they tutor people
Know some niggas inna hood they'll shoot at people
Know some niggas wit some talent we could move people
We could teach em sumn, we gone load up on legal drums
I know my angels watchin I got sumn to leave a demon slumped
Yunno once I go all my people comin
Ima Mastermind
Cause a young nigga had to grind
2020 its a bagathon
Nomo chasing dreams ima capture mine
I had a dream I was so close to Brian but I couldnt touchem my brother I love ya On God
I hate that they touched ya I wish you jus had you a cutter know you woulda bussed it on God
Long Live my Granny that typa shit break up the family ain't no one together nomo
I use to look up to some family but as I got older alotta respect den fell off
If you ain't got that check never stop
Take that shit to the chest you gone pop
If you aint got that check never stop
Take that shii to da chest you gone pop nigga
Dee Mac turn a nigga up
Im onnese riches ion care for romance
Inna kitchen cook a track like crack
I ain't never popped a perc, smoke pack
I been at the bottom don't want go back
Hope theyon play wittus we stay on attack
Leavem runnin home like he up to bat
You run behind niggas I run to racks
I feel like Tubman tryna save alla blacks
But this typa rap might not get me a plaque
Fuckem i speak from my heart nigga
All my niggas elite bitch we all realer
Blowin pressure OG i could hardly hear ya
Gotta white friend he say I got awesome lyrics
Whats wrong wit dese hoes tryna charge to hit it Why would i pay fa dat it aint hard to get it
Put my heart innis shit needa larger ticket
It was times I felt like only God would listen
Realized Ima eagle I can't fly with the pigeons
I was 15 makin harder decisions
I grew up right inna heart of da trenches
It been through it so i put my heart on suspension
My emotions on detention im chasin dese millions
Few homies n niggas the other ones switchas
Shii fuckem, I'm onna same mission still thuggin
I used to wake up tryna steal sumn
I always loved school it was nothin
Watch 1 one lesson for 2 weeks I got hundreds
Dat shii was too easy, name another nigga rhymin and grindin in college i feel like the New Yeezy
But I wont never switch on my true people
I got niggas in college they tutor people
Know some niggas inna hood they'll shoot at people
Know some niggas wit some talent we could move people
We could teach em sumn, we gone load up on legal drums
I know my angels watchin I got sumn to leave a demon slumped
Yunno once I go all my people comin
Ima Mastermind
Cause a young nigga had to grind
2020 its a bagathon
Nomo chasing dreams ima capture mine
I had a dream I was so close to Brian but I couldnt touchem my brother I love ya On God
I hate that they touched ya I wish you jus had you a cutter know you woulda bussed it on God
Long Live my Granny that typa shit break up the family ain't no one together nomo
I use to look up to some family but as I got older alotta respect den fell off
If you ain't got that check never stop
Take that shit to the chest you gone pop
If you aint got that check never stop
Take that shii to da chest you gone pop nigga
Dee Mac turn a nigga up
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Writer(s): Idahosa Robinson
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