Swifty McVay, Kuniva, Cherisha Williams - Turn lyrics
[Swifty McVay, Kuniva, Cherisha Williams - Turn lyrics]
Was trying to figure out my direction in life
Fighting like a titan hiding from indictments
Then at night i'm perfecting my writing
Murdered every cypher in sight
Was my mind set when I’m high as kites
My life was bright
With a rebellious appetite
Stopped me from passin the 9th grade
And my parents frightened
I'll eventually lose my life
Just toss it away
Officers crayed on my down fall
Snatching me up and throw me on
Top of they crown victoria
When I ain't do nothin wrong
They following me from the store
Then asking me where I’m going
And when I started to boil
They shoved my face in the soil
And I'm still mourning my
Boys funeral's later on
And thought of staying strong
Was as hard as arithmetic in Hong Kong
My Pops at home grippin a bottle
And strong arming my momma
Im hot as lava with blood
Dripping out of his noggin
I used to smell drama tryna dodge
Iniquity an abomination
While chasing this rap was hard to conquer
I'm tryna way my options outta
Obligation to a drug sponsor
Or coping dollars from being a
Honest 9 to fiver
If it was your turn to fight
Which way would you turn alright
If a walk in my shoes was your concern
Yeah right which way would you turn alright
I woke up from a dream where
I couldn't relate to my struggle
It was like I was just carefree
And grew up in a bubble
Huge shout out to my people yo I love you
But y'all got to understand that
My skin trouble trouble
Put yourself in my shoes
Be from a neighborhood your friends
Die and mourn there
You make it to the burbs your
Neighbors think you don't belong there
Your kid coming in from school
He's feeling out of whack
Saying tomorrow he’s wearing blue cause
They don’t play with blacks
And they call him a nigga just
To see how he would react
And when he does they tell him just
To get over it and relax
Not never fully except it but they
All whip and nay nay
Never speak bout who they forefathers
Whipped and they heyday
But when I speak on it
I'm labeled problematic drama addict
Hey I ain’t racist I voted Obama dammit
They tried to Molotov my house while
I was touring just for fun
My wife is pregnant I'm
Yelling through the phone like get the gun
Cause they killing us standing still they
Kill us on the run
So what's the proper advice should I
Be giving to my son
In the face of adversity and a
Guy waving a tiki torch
If we don't all stand for justice then
What the fuck do we support
If it was your turn to fight
Which way would you turn alright
If a walk in my shoes was your concern
Yeah right which way would you turn alright
Fighting like a titan hiding from indictments
Then at night i'm perfecting my writing
Murdered every cypher in sight
Was my mind set when I’m high as kites
My life was bright
With a rebellious appetite
Stopped me from passin the 9th grade
And my parents frightened
I'll eventually lose my life
Just toss it away
Officers crayed on my down fall
Snatching me up and throw me on
Top of they crown victoria
When I ain't do nothin wrong
They following me from the store
Then asking me where I’m going
And when I started to boil
They shoved my face in the soil
And I'm still mourning my
Boys funeral's later on
And thought of staying strong
Was as hard as arithmetic in Hong Kong
My Pops at home grippin a bottle
And strong arming my momma
Im hot as lava with blood
Dripping out of his noggin
I used to smell drama tryna dodge
Iniquity an abomination
While chasing this rap was hard to conquer
I'm tryna way my options outta
Obligation to a drug sponsor
Or coping dollars from being a
Honest 9 to fiver
If it was your turn to fight
Which way would you turn alright
If a walk in my shoes was your concern
Yeah right which way would you turn alright
I woke up from a dream where
I couldn't relate to my struggle
It was like I was just carefree
And grew up in a bubble
Huge shout out to my people yo I love you
But y'all got to understand that
My skin trouble trouble
Put yourself in my shoes
Be from a neighborhood your friends
Die and mourn there
You make it to the burbs your
Neighbors think you don't belong there
Your kid coming in from school
He's feeling out of whack
Saying tomorrow he’s wearing blue cause
They don’t play with blacks
And they call him a nigga just
To see how he would react
And when he does they tell him just
To get over it and relax
Not never fully except it but they
All whip and nay nay
Never speak bout who they forefathers
Whipped and they heyday
But when I speak on it
I'm labeled problematic drama addict
Hey I ain’t racist I voted Obama dammit
They tried to Molotov my house while
I was touring just for fun
My wife is pregnant I'm
Yelling through the phone like get the gun
Cause they killing us standing still they
Kill us on the run
So what's the proper advice should I
Be giving to my son
In the face of adversity and a
Guy waving a tiki torch
If we don't all stand for justice then
What the fuck do we support
If it was your turn to fight
Which way would you turn alright
If a walk in my shoes was your concern
Yeah right which way would you turn alright