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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
Writer(s): Kendrick Rogers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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