Cluez. – Turning Tables
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Turning Tables

Verse 1

Lost my affection
She be cappin
Lack of attraction
And look what happened
Dance, Michael Jackson
What could have been
No more relaxing
Hit the bottom, swear to god I’m always asking
Myself the same question
When it’s gon’ be over this shit triggers my aggression
Holy adolescence
Reminisce in past tense
I’ma take my pain away and turn it into passion

Hook

I’m sick and tired of turning tables
One false move and this shit can get fatal, yeah
A bond so strong, connections you disabled
Left me shell-shocked, confusеd from betrayal

Verse 2

Rags to riches, young kid on a mission, it’s gon’ be okay
Finally found a spot to kick it, making spacе to relocate
Back to the beginning, cleaning out the place you decorate
Never stood a chance, now this is something that I can’t escape
No way in and out, not around, let my bros walk
Not giving a fuck so let these hoes talk
She a celebrator
Found out like 1 week later
If I push the buttons I go up just like an elevator
In my mind I had to hate her
Hate things went in her favour
I taste from the forbidden fruit, now that’s my favourite flavour, yeah

Hook

I’m sick and tired of turning tables
One false move and this shit can get fatal, yeah
A bond so strong, connections you disabled
Left me shell-shocked, confused from betrayal

Verse 3

Lost this dream in sleepless nights
I often keep my secrets tight
I paint a picture perfect place so you gon’ see a different light
I’m outta sight, outta mind
Crazy in this life of mine
Can’t fuck with a 9-5 and people act like it’s a crime but ay
How many cases caught you by surprise
I wonder how many phases
Fell in love at night, out again when the day came
Fucked up, it’s a damn shame
First off she was looking like a prospect
Turns out she was more kind of a suspect
Never seen the projects
Never seen the progress
Always in and out, losing track of the substance
Crack a bottle, fuck that
Feel that impact
Took some damage
But I’m intact
While you bust back
Don’t get upset
Cause the sky is your limit, I’m above that, yeah

Hook

I’m sick and tired of turning tables
One false move and this shit can get fatal, yeah
A bond so strong, connections you disabled
Left me shell-shocked, confused from betrayal

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