Night Shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Working night shift
Working night shift
Chillen like a ghost working night shift
Been thinking bout a lot every night since
I came to grips with the pressure
Of this life sentence in these bars
I created a prison of purpose
Hope it's all worth it at the end
Son of man, man of god, sometimes fate
Feels oddly choosy bout the haves and the nots
Know they say something bout the beggar
But fuck the ladder of success I demand to be blessed
My divine right
In the limelight
Shinin all bright
Smilin all might
Alright I'm just kiddin yea I'm chillen like a phantom
No not Danny only fuck with those that understand me
In my jammies on the night shift going full split
Stressed pressed yea about to blow
Under pressure how are you supposed to measure your life
In hours workin while also fightin demons of the past
Can I last will I fucking make it
Thought I couldn't take it in this matrix
Dated girls that shapeshift
Had friends on fake shit
Long nights recordin, I just wanna make it
But these bills still due on Tuesday
Rent up double digits okay shhhhh
It's time to get back to work
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Working night shift
Working night shift
Workin forty hours I don't ever wanna fucking go
Still no raise when Texas gettin hella snow
Called HR but my promo is movin really fucking slow
I know y'all know how it is
Closin my eyes to manifest happiness
Just breathe, be present, and be still
Yea that's the placebo pill don't matter red or blue
Life will still slap the shit out of you
Yea the enemy slick with the blows
Before you know it you're feeling lower than low
Chasin the highest of highs to tip the balance and the scales
Sayin farewell to bein sick and tired
I'm headin for paradise there's never enough time
I want everything so that's why I fucking grind
Stressed pressed yea about to blow
Under pressure how are you supposed to measure your life
In hours working while also fighting demons of the past
Can I last will I fucking make it
Thought I couldn't take it in this matrix
Dated girls that shapeshift
Had friends on fake shit
Long nights recordin, I just wanna make it
But these bills still due on Tuesday
Rent up double digits okay shhhhh
It's time to get back to work
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Working night shift
Working night shift
Chillen like a ghost working night shift
Been thinking bout a lot every night since
I came to grips with the pressure
Of this life sentence in these bars
I created a prison of purpose
Hope it's all worth it at the end
Son of man, man of god, sometimes fate
Feels oddly choosy bout the haves and the nots
Know they say something bout the beggar
But fuck the ladder of success I demand to be blessed
My divine right
In the limelight
Shinin all bright
Smilin all might
Alright I'm just kiddin yea I'm chillen like a phantom
No not Danny only fuck with those that understand me
In my jammies on the night shift going full split
Stressed pressed yea about to blow
Under pressure how are you supposed to measure your life
In hours workin while also fightin demons of the past
Can I last will I fucking make it
Thought I couldn't take it in this matrix
Dated girls that shapeshift
Had friends on fake shit
Long nights recordin, I just wanna make it
But these bills still due on Tuesday
Rent up double digits okay shhhhh
It's time to get back to work
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Look at me look at me working night shift
Working night shift
Working night shift
Workin forty hours I don't ever wanna fucking go
Still no raise when Texas gettin hella snow
Called HR but my promo is movin really fucking slow
I know y'all know how it is
Closin my eyes to manifest happiness
Just breathe, be present, and be still
Yea that's the placebo pill don't matter red or blue
Life will still slap the shit out of you
Yea the enemy slick with the blows
Before you know it you're feeling lower than low
Chasin the highest of highs to tip the balance and the scales
Sayin farewell to bein sick and tired
I'm headin for paradise there's never enough time
I want everything so that's why I fucking grind
Stressed pressed yea about to blow
Under pressure how are you supposed to measure your life
In hours working while also fighting demons of the past
Can I last will I fucking make it
Thought I couldn't take it in this matrix
Dated girls that shapeshift
Had friends on fake shit
Long nights recordin, I just wanna make it
But these bills still due on Tuesday
Rent up double digits okay shhhhh
It's time to get back to work
Credits
Writer(s): Kendrick Rogers
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