Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Clock out clean, no stress on my face
Last day done, I’m out of this place
Packed light, got a bag and a grin
Whole week gone, I’m ready to win
James, don’t call me, I’m off the grid
Phone on flight mode, that’s how I live
Sun on my back, got plans to run
Turkey on deck, I’m chasing the sun
[Pre-Chorus]
No more shifts, no more maybe
I’m gone, I’m free, I’m feeling crazy
One-way step, no turning round
Hear that laugh, it’s my goodbye sound
[Chorus]
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
James, don’t call me, I’m not worthy
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
Good luck, mate, I’m out, don’t worry
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
I’m unavailable, call it mercy
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
Good luck, mate, I’m gone, I’m free
[Verse 2]
I left the keys where the desk light sits
No more emails, no more bits
Boss said “stay,” I said “not today”
Got a new view and a flight to catch away
Street food smell and a sea so blue
Same old me, just a better view
If they need me, I’m miles away
Tell them I’ll deal with it another day
[Pre-Chorus]
No more shifts, no more maybe
I’m gone, I’m free, I’m feeling crazy
One-way step, no turning round
Hear that laugh, it’s my goodbye sound
[Chorus]
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
James, don’t call me, I’m not worthy
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
Good luck, mate, I’m out, don’t worry
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
I’m unavailable, call it mercy
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
Good luck, mate, I’m gone, I’m free
[Bridge]
Save your texts for somebody else
I’m busy out here, taking care of myself
One more toast, let the glasses ring
New place, new pace, I’m feeling that spring
[Final Chorus]
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
James, don’t call me, I’m not worthy
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
Good luck, mate, I’m out, don’t worry
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
I’m unavailable, call it mercy
Off to Turkey, off to Turkey
Good luck, mate, I’m gone, I’m free
Details
GeneratedJul 23, 2026
Duration2:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap with a laid-back bounce and clipped hi-hat swing, midtempo head-nod groove; verse rides sparse kick, snare, and low bass stabs while the pre-chorus tightens with rising claps and chopped vocal echoes. Chorus hits with a bigger drum pocket, doubled hook, and gang ad-libs on key lines. Close-mic lead, dry and cocky in verses, stacked doubles on the hook, tape-stop flare into the final chorus, bright punchy mix., rap
Credits
Prompt bycatalin
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
My last day of work and I’m off to turkey James don’t call me I’m unavailable good luck mate rap
