Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turmoil, artist - Toosii. Date of issue: 29.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Turmoil |
| Aye, aye buddy, fuck that |
| You get what I’m saying? |
| I don’t know, put it right there |
| Aye, bro, name this Turmoil tho. |
| Get what I’m sayin? |
| I know a lot of people gone be mad at this, but fuck it, right? |
| Aye, I know the hood ain’t the hood no more |
| But how the fuck you beat the case? |
| But you ain’t hood no more |
| What you been tellin all yo dogs? |
| You a rat, you told |
| You don’t love me like you say, nigga that shit shows, yeah |
| Turmoil, I get confused from the sound of the sirens |
| I hit the block, conceal my weapon, it’s too many in skys |
| Secure the promised land, feel like they be the life |
| My mama say I’m out of hand, ain’t no point in her trying |
| I need a church house, my granny tired of crying |
| I’ll let it burst off if a fuck nigga try me |
| Won’t let them murder us, that’s just word to the gods |
| And I never lurk but, if you slippin I’m slidin |
| I been having fantasies, granny made a man of me |
| I know they after me, that’s why I pack a heat |
| I was just thirteen crackin 4's that’s just to pass the meat |
| Can’t let my nephew see that side, that nigga look up to me |
| I used to love Nadia, still got love for Nadia |
| They done free’d D’shawd, yeah |
| Pool house we turning up |
| Used to fuck with Kayla, now I see her, we don’t speak or nun |
| Still love Denashia, even though she gave my pussy up |
| I heard that Jay a snitch he used to hang with rich |
| That nigga won’t bang his shit, but he used to claim the clique |
| You take yo mask off, you street just because you take a risk |
| Till you hit the stand it’s time to testify, ain’t take a piss |
| I know the hood ain’t the hood no more |
| But how the fuck you beat the case? |
| But you ain’t hood no more |
| What you been telling all yo dogs? |
| You a rat, you told |
| You don’t love me like you say, nigga that shit shows, yeah |
| Turmoil, I get confused from the sound of the sirens |
| I hit the block, conceal my weapon, it’s too many in skys |
| Secure the promised land, feel like they be the life |
| My mama say I’m out of hand, ain’t no point in her trying |
| I need a church house, my granny tired of crying |
| I’ll let it burst off if a fuck nigga try me |
| Won’t let them murder us, that’s just word to the gods |
| And I never lurk but, if you slippin I’m slidin |
| Them niggas gone hate and shit |
| My niggas got range and clips |
| Fuck nigga, he make a diss |
| Watch how I make a hit |
| Dropped down some dumb shit but I swear it was so much cake to get |
| I remember my mom telling me, «go back» I was just trying to make regret |
| I fall for the longest, my angels been callin |
| Why the fuck you stallin? |
| You don’t put yo all in, I came too far young niggas got ropes, feel like I’m |
| ballin |
| You turned to a rat, fuck nigga you told tryna fuck them all again |
| Good pussy, I’m doggin it, I don’t know how to call it quits |
| You niggas ain’t calling shit, I flooded my neck and wrists |
| How you want homage, and you snake me, can’t applaud a bitch |
| Still finna confuse, fuck the fame, I don’t care for all that shit |
| I know the hood ain’t the hood no more |
| But how the fuck you beat the case? |
| But you ain’t hood no more |
| What you been telling all yo dogs? |
| You a rat, you told |
| You don’t love me like you say, nigga that shit shows, yeah |
| Turmoil, I get confused from the sound of the sirens |
| I hit the block, conceal my weapon, it’s too many in skys |
| Secure the promised land, feel like they be the life |
| My mama say I’m out of hand, ain’t no point in her trying |
| I need a church house, my granny tired of crying |
| I’ll let it burst off if a fuck nigga try me |
| Won’t let them murder us, that’s just word to the gods |
| And I never lurk but, if you slippin I’m slidin |