Morning Shift

Intro (x2) verse 1: Lute Fruity Pebbles in the morning with his daughter, she a star Reminiscing on the days when her mama had his heart Ain't no time to dwell, it's like the people grow apart Spend all your time and thought then it's back to where you start I can't comprehend what I cannot understand I'm only human, never defined by circumstance Fuck this rap for silence, let's talk about real life How many of yall niggas real niggas in real life, rhetorical Partner but who are you to be judge, they dap you up, call it love Like, who the fuck can you trust? Double edge with the blade, so you embrace for the cuts The sky is my words, like my nigga, good luck "Hope to see you do well," translation hope that he fell Like fuck these niggas I'm ill, real recognize real Like fuck these niggas I'm here, headstone for these rappers I just might tat a tear Trying to be to my city, perhaps what Cole to the Ville West Charlotte legend, ain't drop a tape in five years So redefine what's great, but he ain't got what it takes Your avatar got no face, you obviously can't relate But ain't shit in my way, I drop my top and I skate Cause we can die any day, so I'm just finding my place My daughter call like "why you leave me so late?" Ain't no road where daddy headed, so he paving a way But in your heart, I'm every step of the way Just let the record be played, to hear my voice every day that I'm gone Face-time me, I'll sing you a song Face-time me 'cause your never alone Before you know it, I'm home Another day, another dollar, we on I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back)