
Inner Circle (Turn It)
Tempo: Mid-tempo bounce (Afrobeat-inspired rhythm or house/dance fusion) Mood: Empowering, danceable, mystical energy with feminine strength Voice: Spirited, clever, layered in double meaning Transitions: Natural loops between verses and hook, performance-ritual call/response ready

Inner Circle (Turn It)
Tempo: Mid-tempo bounce (Afrobeat-inspired rhythm or house/dance fusion) Mood: Empowering, danceable, mystical energy with feminine strength Voice: Spirited, clever, layered in double meaning Transitions: Natural loops between verses and hook, performance-ritual call/response ready
Lyrics
Hook
Now I need all my ladies to they circle
Make that, make that inner circle
We gonna turn the world
Turn it (4x)
Verse 1
Go head, put your alpha girl in the center of that
Let her look around, see who really getting that
Same sneakers — they not on today, but let me show ya
She want more than a toy soldier, enrolling with my roller
Can’t dance but I’m making moves
Can’t sing but long as you know what’s cool
I’m always in my dreams, thinking — you don’t even snooze
You know you got class when it get back in school
The Bible don’t want no fools — you should join the pool
The card like a 8-ball in the corner pocket, oww
And if I’m a trick shot, then you must be a trick watched
Or rather got — you know I know a little of the lot
So skip one-sidedness, baby — give all you got
If I gotta run round the rotation, I’ll counter the clock
Syffys, she moved down one — what an expert
Bizzie bouncing — they ain’t thought I made this work
Hook
Now I need all my ladies to they circle
Make that, make that inner circle
We gonna turn the world
Turn it (4x)
Verse 2
Ok, ok — let it go, this is the disperse
It’s the luck of dancefloor — you won’t need it anymore, it work
Don’t worry, I still could diss like she dip on you with the dip
Left a chip on your shoulder — that you gotta go fix your glitch
Every time you sent left, it’s with someone on your right
You like my write — who I bit? Have a bit, it’s just a slice
This apple didn’t fall from the tree — it was picked
They threw out the bath water, and baby, I held my grip
So do it for the real in a world of different films
That’s just how I feel — some just call me ill
Sick with the stages — get the virus, it’s contagious
Tag is the root in which that rarity is
Can you soothe my confliction?
More than I desire — so let me serve a bit
We surfing through channel, find a person
They all hand to hand — now restarting
Hook (Repeat)
Now I need all my ladies to they circle
Make that, make that inner circle
We gonna turn the world
Turn it (4x)
Verse 3
If we start in the tractor-trailer, you know my tracks and trailers
Till I had a song for every scene, then an anthem for every character
To an album for each dream — new samples for the thinkers
From where you at and onward — the dancefloor’s illustrator
Love another perspective — never stopping at a second
First-timers and ever-lasters, mixing substance to its improvement
Perfected enough for a next step — we the new real
Till you knew real and made another layer to the field
So find your surround seven, and each wear a different color
I be in mostly black — just my shape, I ain’t mean no shade casted
The broke is mending — here are all my pickings since the garden
Shake a little something on the letter — fertilize, we could get to flowing
Verse 4 / Outro
After the party, pack a pierce — time to gallop, I got my girl up
Flying from the sunrise — another show to do, shopping for breakfast
Oreos and a new treatment — different star came out, then the beat hit
And then I woke up in the same mood I was asleep with
Final Hook (Repeat / Extended)
Now I need all my ladies to they circle
Make that, make that inner circle
We gonna turn the world
Turn it (4x)
