NIGHT SHIFT Lyrics

The way a nigga living I might blow up overnight

Okay

I might tell my boss motherfuck they cut

I'm in the cut like a wound I need more ice ice ice ice

Yeah yuh

Put that on my life life life life

The way a nigga living I might blow up overnight

Okay

I might tell that boy motherfuck his trust

I'm in the cut like a wound I need more ice ice ice ice

Yeah yuh

Put that on my life life life life

Yeah I put that on my life

Cutting ties where they needed to be cut

They told me not to try it but fuck it sending it up

It was in my hands but not in the plans it fucked me up

Man these niggas be scheming and plotting like they set me up It's like I'm walking Round this bitch like a lick, yeah

Please don't try me I got niggas with them sticks, yeah

They tryna come after me cause I got the juice, aye

Quarter brick a half of brick behind my lips, aye

When a nigga talk I knew they heard me fuck a lisp and I promise on mama my nigga I Will never slip

And I might need my Honda the way I'm switching up my shifts

The way a nigga living I might blow up overnight

Okay

I might tell my boss motherfuck they cut

I'm in the cut like a wound I need more ice ice ice ice

Yeah yuh

Put that on my life life life life

The way a nigga living I might blow up overnight

Okay

I might tell that boy motherfuck his trust

I'm in the cut like a wound I need more ice ice ice ice

Yeah yuh

Put that on my life life life life

The way that I'm living I'm playing it cool

Keeping it natural

When niggas they notice ya talent I'm telling you they gone come after you

When people they seeing you eating they asking how much will the platter be

But nigga the doors closed

You cannot eat with me

You cannot sit with me you cannot talk you not about money

They notice that you doing good they laughing like something is funny

I walk in ya function and I'm turning nothing into something

Please look who I'm becoming I'm looking at me from your view it's feeling like hating's Upon me

It's looking like satans' upon em

My angels we making an army

We coming with torches in Wranglers

We cooling but we gotta flame them

You saying he copied with no rights

My nigga ya looking so lame bruh

I'm working for mine and you played tough

Hey hey hey

Alright

We cooling but we gotta flame them

You saying he copied with no rights

My nigga ya looking so lame bruh

I'm working for mine and you played tough

Lil bitty lil nigga my funds up and I'm guessing that's why I'm not phased huh

You going through phases don't know yo placement nigga I know that you're fed up

I open the case of morals

I'm telling the righteous story

I'm coming for all of my glory

I'm praying for better days making money in several ways I'm bowing my head watch Over my soul I'm not on the rush to get paid

Bitch