Andre Mez - Night Shift Lyrics

Late night thirst but I'm stuck on the night shift
Brain game, no shame, stuck on the night shift
Rap game insane, stuck on the night shift
Head stay spinning 'til I'm done with the night shift
Late night thirst but I'm stuck on the night shift
Brain game, no shame, stuck on the night shift
Rap game insane, stuck on the night shift
Head stay spinning 'til I'm done with the night shift

Never stuck in my ways
Pray the day I'm gettin' paid come before that degree
And before I go away and God say that my days wasn't great
No space in them gates
Tryna follow what the prophets say
But I was doomed since the prophecy
What an awful way to find out
Cup runneth but I'm feeling like Job, I could really lose it all today
Let a goofy try and take mine though
David Blaine, 12-gauge at your spinal
But what the hell do I know?
Was fifteen with sixteens, slay seven teens with my eyes closed
All through the night shift 'til my eyes bleed
When I recharge, greatness in my IV
Mr. Worth a Billi inscribed on the ID
But them demons from the night shift right behind me

Late night thirst but I'm stuck on the night shift
Brain game, no shame, stuck on the night shift
Rap game insane, stuck on the night shift
Head stay spinning 'til I'm done with the night shift
Late night thirst but I'm stuck on the night shift
Brain game, no shame, stuck on the night shift
Rap game insane, stuck on the night shift
Head stay spinning 'til I'm, 'til I'm, 'til I'm, 'til I'm, 'til I'm

Feeding people on the cusp of a civil war
Y'all been aiming for the hugs and the big awards
Can't think straight 'til I put the pen in my hand
I'm like a fiend searching for that first feeling again
My first shit was written three years back now
Back when rapping as a future played the background
Now that night shift shit is on the regular
Know me, then you know my limit sitting with the nebula

Don't smile in my face with the fake shit
Only hold affiliation, waiting 'til the fame hit
So you can claim that been trill off-rip
And ask for the stacks when I make a withdrawal trip

Decapitating snakes like Medusa with a wave cap
Lot of people say they know the boy from the way back
Y'all were scared of the power I possessed
Young man with a pad and a pen on his desk
No damn clue I was cooking up a crack rock
And planning domination of the world on a fast clock
Gimme twenty, ready, bet I head a coalition
Focused on empowerment of those inside a low position
Back on the cool shit, back on my bullshit
Back on the youngin' early morning cartoon shit
Back like I never left and never plan to leave again
'Til reminiscing legacies I built with every weekend spent
Don't wanna fight bruh, I just want your fanbase
Make 'em turn against you 'til they hit you with a can mace
Make you disappear like, damn, where that man Ma$e?
Make 'em pray for you when a dummy catch a damn case

Don't smile in my face with the fake shit
Only hold affiliation, waiting 'til the fame hit
So you can claim that been trill off-rip
And ask for the stacks when I make a withdrawal trip

The people want money, violence, druggies and hoes
But if I do it, prolly say it's too professional
Done with the throne, 17, man the game wrapped
Aiming for the world in my hands like a Wayne tat
Ain't shit changed but the change stacked
Another lane, hall of fame, see my name plaque
In twelve months like "damn, we really did it"
No shit, see how Dre snapped?
Face facts, get $600, see your names blacked
Imma surely make it global with a good mic
You prolly couldn't make four figures if you could write
So sit down, take notes from a young god
Two swords drawn, here's one, then it's en garde