OT the Real - Turning Stones (feat. Black Soprano Family) lyrics

(Turning stone, when you would go, I turn to stone)
I've been outside
(Turning stone, when you coming home, I can't go home)
To all my dawgs
(Turning stone, when you would go, I turn to stone)
That got it their own way
They say you cant get water from a stone, but you can get money
(Turning stone, when you coming home, I can't go home)

I'm stacking my land, they thought I'd be just a flash in the pan
R.I.P. Weezy, that was my man I know some people who mad I ain't spend
I know some people who mad I ain't in a cell, hell, half of my friends
Mad cause' the rap ain't happen for them
Back in the trap and we at it again
Back to this crack, as a matter of fact I remember way back all I had was my pen
Stuck in Canville with no motion appeal, cause I pled to a deal and I had to turn in
Had negativity blocking my wins
Bad positions I got myself in
I ain't get love, I sold my drugs
Had to take every loss on the chin
I had to fall, that's how you begin
I had to get up, that's how you finish
I ain't sit back and just chill in a minute
Don't say a word, let them give you a sentence
I took them chances, nothing was given
Stayed on my toes, stayed on my pivot
They had me sitting way up by Ohio
Mom used to fly in and pull me for visits
I gotta stay moving, how don't you get it?
Man, you saw the vision and said you was with it
I wanna call you and tell you we did it
But everything different
I started with nothing, fresh out of prison
To get to the chicken, I get to a pigeon
You gonna find that if somebody hit it, the
Second it

(Turning stone, when you would go, I turn to stone)
I turn to stone
(Turning stone, when you coming home, I can't go home)
No matter the situation, focus
(Turning stone, when you would go, I turn to stone)
You fight through it
(Turning stone, when you coming home, I can't go home)
But when everybody else quits, that's when you won

Stick to the plan, focus on product and stick to your brand
Keep it 100, my hitter got jammed I know he's sick cause he sits in that van
I know he's sick when he think about his fam I know he good cause he know he got me
It's just another PWID, lawyer gon' snipe him for some way to beat
Man, look at these charges, look how we eat There ain't no sand on Kensington Beach
You don't even know I been on probation, parole
More than I been on my feet
The second you thinking you cool
Is the second they turn up the heat
Look from afar, don't be in the wrong person car
You won't make it off of the street
Shit isn't sweet, I just been laying it stack
I just been dropping, collecting the bread in the bag
Gone for so long, I gotta have lots going on to make up for the past
You say you trying to make your money last
I say I'm trying to make my money fast
I buy a brick with a property bag
Double up, quick, get the property back
Labels say, nah, they ain't off for a bag
They didn't see the potential, I had to get it myself
Now they just see my credentials, strength deep in my mental
I wrote my way out of murder zone, burn an army with a burner phone
We was out there really turning stones

(Turning stone, when you would go, I turn to stone)
I was cold baby
(Turning stone, when you coming home, I can't go home)
(Turning stone, when you would go, I turn to stone)
(Turning stone, when you coming home, I can't go home)