Xaroc - Turning The Page Lyrics

Take some time to reflect
Ain't no time to regret
And you gotta keep turning the page
When they see him in person
They thinking he quiet
But his body filled with that rage
They was thinking he shot
When them bullets was flying
But he made it out with a graze
Dealing with death
And he was way underage
Shit hit the fan and he took on the weight
Follow laws
They refusing
The pills they been using
The way for the nigga to cope
He done changed up the mood
When he out in the hood
And they look at him like he the pope
They been looking for clues
How he get to them blues
But he sticking where nobody goes
Cut em off if he working to slow
Serve em right up in front of the store
If you cross the line
We buss ya mind
So what you wanna do
I cannot waste my time
I been out saving lives
I can't chill if I wanted to
I been out through the night
Tryna make sure you right
I'm the one they look up to
At they top and I'm not number two
Grew up wearing the hand me down shoes
I pick up every call
You know that I show up
I'm waking up out of my sleep
And ge going so hard
He know he can't stop
Results of his work he gon reap
For the life that we live is not cheap
Think it's time for the go head and leave
Bitch you know I'm the one
That's goin bring the people out they motherfuckin seat
Take some time to reflect
Ain't no time to regret
And you gotta keep turning the page
When they see him in person
They thinking he quiet
But his body filled with that rage
They was thinking he shot
When them bullets was flying
But he made it out with a graze
Dealing with death
And he was way underage
Shit hit the fan and he took on the weight
Follow laws
They refusing
the pills they been using
The way for the nigga to cope
He done changed up the mood
When he out in the hood
And they look at him like he the pope
They been looking for clues
How he get to them blues
But he sticking where nobody goes
Cut em off if he working to slow
Serve em right up in front of the store

Take some time to reflect
Ain't no time to regret
And you gotta keep turning the page
When they see him in person
They thinking he quiet
But his body filled with that rage
They was thinking he shot
When them bullets was flying
But he made it out with a graze
Dealing with death
And he was way underage
Shit hit the fan and he took on the weight
Follow laws
They refusing
The pills they been using
The way for the nigga to cope
He done changed up the mood
When he out in the hood
And they look at him like he the pope
They been looking for clues
How he get to them blues
But he sticking where nobody goes
Cut em off if he working to slow
Serve em right up in front of the store
If you cross the line
We buss ya mind
So what you wanna do
I cannot waste my time
I been out saving lives
I can't chill if I wanted to
I been out through the night
Tryna make sure you right
I'm the one they look up to
At they top and I'm not number two
Grew up wearing the hand me down shoes
I pick up every call
You know that I show up
I'm waking up out of my sleep
And ge going so hard
He know he can't stop
Results of his work he gon reap
For the life that we live is not cheap
Think it's time for the go head and leave
Bitch you know I'm the one
That's goin bring the people out they motherfuckin seat
Take some time to reflect
Ain't no time to regret
And you gotta keep turning the page
When they see him in person
They thinking he quiet
But his body filled with that rage
They was thinking he shot
When them bullets was flying
But he made it out with a graze
Dealing with death
And he was way underage
Shit hit the fan and he took on the weight
Follow laws
They refusing
the pills they been using
The way for the nigga to cope
He done changed up the mood
When he out in the hood
And they look at him like he the pope
They been looking for clues
How he get to them blues
But he sticking where nobody goes
Cut em off if he working to slow
Serve em right up in front of the store