Letras
Yeah,
I had to build up, since I wasn't handed nothing
Had to plot on this plot, so I could stand for something
Had to execute, and well yall, this is it!
The bags underneath my eyes, match my lady's fit
It's the family's who I do for
Had to balance work and school
I was Deprived of the sun
There was no light in that cubicle
Blinded by the plight, gramps lost his life
The strife was too fickle,
Hustle culture, money moves consumed and skewed my visuals
Had some lame bosses yelling, and telling me quit
Racist customer I hated to sit and conversate with
I was stacking cash, becoming a man, balanced it quick
You know I pulled them doubles, juggled day and night shifts
creating leverage
Swear I ain't pick this position you know?
Run me my bread or I walk out the door
Walk through the pressure I been here before
Sleep on a bed but don't sleep on my flow
You have to eat if you want to grow
I'm out here on a limb,
Still shine with darker skin
Kway
Night Shift!
I'm stuck on that night shift
Putting in work till my life's lit
Can't clock out cause I'm locked in
Thats word!
Night Shift!
I'm stuck on that night shift
Blood on my hands, I can't wipe it
Either way, I can't fight it
That's word!
Start up my shift with a nice spliff, you can smell from afar from a light whiff
Thinking about how to triple my funds, for the right number I might just
Get into something unrighteous. Get into some wrong for the right shit
That's just the way that this life is and I'm not the only one like this
I chill, with names that don't need a mention, & they chill,
but they got some evil In them,
but they still, show love never need to question.
Moving in silence to keep them guessing.
If I'm not with Kway in the lab, I'm probably working on my jab.
Got hands like a mantis shrimp, wanna be champion gotta cut the weight in half.