Turnt up
B.Y. Lyrics
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Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
Stuck in my zone I'm working too hard
No you ain't trappin you ain't get it off
Made a quick call now shipments involved
100 mile nigga you know what I'm on
Luck said BO your time to go ball
Re up time so I grab it all
Nigga tryna stunt had to put it to a halt
When you go flex watch Dey face turn salt
Stuck in the trap boy I give it my all
Sneaky lil shooter he came from the vault
Drip on my body just see what i bought
Struggles can't put me down look what I fought
Shoutout out to pops I hurd what you taught
Alert on my moves I took it to heart
Gotta stay sharp just like a shark
Bred touchdown head to my mark
I can't fuck witchu you ain't legit
Stood down for the come up now dey looking sick
Cut some ppl off came up and now dey looking sick
I was down bad for a minute
Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
I was down bad for a minute
Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
Lately I been movin tactical
Touchin this bred is spectacular
Counting the numbers like dracula
Stay wit your grip for a rattler
I really fuck wit my manager
Stick to the plan on the calendar
Smokin and jug out the passenger
Bred on the line ain't no letting up
I was down bad for a minute
Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
I was down bad for a minute
Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
The lyrics of B.Y.'s song "Turnt Up" express the idea of rising above the challenges that the artist had faced in the past. The opening lines, "I was down bad for a minute, now I get bag everybody tryna get it," suggests that the artist had faced some difficulties before coming into success. However, he emphasizes that hard work is essential to achieve financial success, stating, "Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich." In addition, the artist emphasizes that he has his team's support and loyalty, stating, "100 mile the team boy, you know I stick wit it." He also gives a nod to the struggles that his family went through, "Saw ma dukes in the dirt, no pretending."
In the second verse, the artist describes his persistence and devotion to his craft. He portrays his lifestyle as frantic, stating "Stuck in the trap boy, I give it my all," further emphasizing the idea that success does not come easy. He also mentions having to part ways with some people in his circle, stating "Cut some ppl off, came up and now dey looking sick," suggesting that the people he parted ways with now regret their actions. The chorus repeats throughout the song, emphasizing the artist's hard work and celebrations of the success he has achieved.
Line by Line Meaning
I was down bad for a minute
I was in a tough spot for some time
Now I get bag everybody tryna get it
Now that I'm successful, everyone wants to be a part of it
Gotta put in work if you wanna get rich
Hard work is required to achieve wealth
How you want sumn but you ain't put in shit
You can't expect to receive something without putting in effort
Niggas be cappin I don't wear fitteds
People pretend to be something they're not, but I'm genuine
100 mile the team boy you know I stick wit it
I'm loyal to my team, we stick together no matter what
Saw ma dukes in the dirt no pretending
I witnessed my mother's burial, I'm not faking my struggles
Now I'm turnt up dey say I'm too serious
I'm successful now, but people think I'm too uptight
Stuck in my zone I'm working too hard
I'm focused and working tirelessly
No you ain't trappin you ain't get it off
You're not successful if you're not actually selling drugs
Made a quick call now shipments involved
I made a phone call and now I'm involved in the drug business
Luck said BO your time to go ball
I got lucky and now it's time for me to succeed
Re up time so I grab it all
It's time to restock and I'm going to take advantage of it
Nigga tryna stunt had to put it to a halt
Someone was trying to show off and I had to make them stop
When you go flex watch Dey face turn salt
When you try to show off, people often become jealous
Stuck in the trap boy I give it my all
I'm dedicated to my drug dealing business
Sneaky lil shooter he came from the vault
I have a sneaky teammate who came from nowhere to help me
Drip on my body just see what i bought
I have expensive clothes and accessories
Struggles can't put me down look what I fought
My hardships didn't defeat me, and I'm proud of what I've overcome
Shoutout out to pops I hurd what you taught
I'm grateful to my father for teaching me life lessons
Alert on my moves I took it to heart
I'm mindful of my actions and their consequences
Gotta stay sharp just like a shark
I need to stay focused and sharp in order to succeed
Bred touchdown head to my mark
I made a successful drug deal and I'm ready to move on to the next one
I can't fuck witchu you ain't legit
I can't associate with you if you're not honest and trustworthy
Stood down for the come up now dey looking sick
I was patient and avoided certain situations, and now others regret not doing the same
Cut some ppl off came up and now dey looking sick
I cut ties with some people and now they're jealous of my success
Lately I been movin tactical
I've been making calculated moves
Touchin this bred is spectacular
Making lots of money is an incredible feeling
Counting the numbers like dracula
I'm constantly counting my money
Stay wit your grip for a rattler
Hold onto your money, because someone may try to take it
I really fuck wit my manager
I appreciate my manager's hard work and loyalty
Stick to the plan on the calendar
I stick to my schedule and plans
Smokin and jug out the passenger
I smoke weed and drink while someone else drives
Bred on the line ain't no letting up
I'm not slowing down in my pursuit of money
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Written by: Omari Brookes
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