Lyrics
Too many lies
Too many people wey no nice
Many, many dey over-wise
Lẹyin alẹ owurọ l’oku, ahn-ahn
Ta lo mọ ọla? Gbogbo wa n try, a o mọ time
Ọwọ Ọlọrun lo wa, mi o ṣe mind
Mo kan jaye mi bi ajẹbọ
Oblee (ehn-ehn)
Kini mi ma n duro tan ni, o n le
Ko sọmọ ti mo gbe ti o ki n ke
Me, I no dey cap, ọmọ, ṣo n ye? (Ọmọ, ṣo n ye? Ọmọ, ṣo n ye?)
Heavyweight, no be lightweight (ehn-ehn)
No be lie, mo duro kanpe
Do mi jẹjẹ, do mi jẹjẹ (do mi jẹjẹ, do mi jẹjẹ)
I no dey find wetin no concern me (l’Eko)
Ọmọ ti n ba like, ma fi s’ayika mi
No wan dey hear, ‘kupe, kupe, easy’
Put body, baby, no dey whine me
Turbulence o, turbulence
Ye, I dey trouble o, turbulence
Do me gentle, sẹlẹnsẹ
Pẹlẹngẹ nice too, o pẹlẹngẹ
Happy life with my family
Where I dey now, say they can’t believe (hm-mm)
Practice self-love, I’ve been minding my business, I no send none, yeah
Ta lo mọla? (Mọla), gbogbo wa n try, a o mọ time
Ọwọ Ọlọrun lo wa, mi o ṣe mind
Mo kan jaye mi bi ajẹbọ
Oblee (mm), oblee (mm)
See my lifestyle, emi lo ye
Ṣo ye? Ṣo ye?
We’re the talk of the town, na us only
Hm-mm, uh-yeah
Never got too much to say, I no dey hear word
We dey grind am, grind am, grind am, we dey elevate
Ṣebi Oluwa ṣa lo n ṣ’ọla, hm-yeah, yeah
I no dey find wetin no concern me
Ọmọ ti n ba like, ma fi s’ayika mi
No wan dey hear, ‘kupe, kupe, easy’
Put body, baby, no dey whine me
Turbulence o, turbulence
Ye, I dey trouble o, turbulence
Do me gentle, sẹlẹnsẹ
Pẹlẹngẹ nice too, o pẹlẹngẹ
Song Meaning & Explanation
Turbulence — Wizkid & Asake
There's a particular kind of Lagos wisdom that sounds like prayer even when it's swagger, and "Turbulence" lives entirely in that overlap. Wizkid and Asake aren't making a gospel record in the choir-robe sense — there's no altar call here — but the song's bones are devotional. Its real subject is survival dressed as faith: the conviction that whatever chaos surrounds you, "Ọwọ Ọlọrun lo wa" (it's in God's hands) is reason enough to keep moving.
The lyrics work by contrast. Against a world thick with liars and the "over-wise," the narrator claims a kind of holy detachment — "mi o ṣe mind," I don't mind, repeated like a mantra until it starts to sound less like nonchalance and more like discipline. That's the song's smartest move: turning "I no dey find wetin no concern me" into both a boast and a spiritual practice, minding your business as a form of grace. The Yoruba proverb tucked into the hook — night gives way to morning's uncertainty — does more theological work in four words than most explicit gospel lyrics manage in a verse.
Where the writing thins out is the turbulence metaphor itself. It's a strong central image — trouble as weather, something you fly through rather than fight — but the song never quite dramatizes the storm. We're told about elevation and grind, but the emotional stakes stay flat, more mood board than narrative. The pidgin-Yoruba code-switching, though, is genuinely alive — "do mi jẹjẹ," "sẹlẹnsẹ," "pẹlẹngẹ" — texture that rewards the ear even when meaning slips past casual listeners.
It's less a song about crisis than about the calm people perform to survive one. Understated, occasionally repetitive, but never insincere.
7/10
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