Nightshift

Only 5 p.m., I'm coolin', lightin' donkies in Jamaica Put a doinky in my mind, I think these doinkies made me greater Reminiscin' 'bout my past, it was rough, I ain't no faker It was rough, but ain't no bluff, you think you tough, I'm gettin' paper Mind expanded, know I'm trained to go Get more rocks, shit like the figure four Easy, I molded like snow Always on go, I was just under, below Niggas was hatin' on me Patiently, I made it here, it was slow Couple niggas would've called it fast I was on a mission for the dash Humble nigga, I know it feels I was just having no cash I was just having no bag Dead broke, standing in the rain Youngest nigga puttin' in the pain Now we screamin', "Money ain't a thing" Chillin', but it's savage in my veins I'ma keep on comin' with the flames They already labeled me elite So if I lose then I'm the one to blame Really I got pain in my heart If you tryna gang, I be smart I stay in my lane, play my part But when it come to gang, get sparked Really though, I ride for my brothers Started as a promise to my mother Yeah, I know exactly where I'm headed It be too much on my mind when I stutter I don't wanna see nobody suffer Everybody eatin', call it supper Really though, I made it out the gutter Lil Tjay, the one and only, ain't no other Now everybody love me, I ain't no lover They tryna throw they face on the scene There ain't no motivation in the hood We livin' with no escape, what I seen I had to march and pace for the green I know I couldn't wait for this dream I'm tryna get this cake, gotta elevate Pop out, drippin' Dior to Celine Rollin' up Russian Cream when I had the scene You could tell a young'un' livin' his dream Dead like I'm off of a bean Millionaire teen, now you can search me up on Bing Now these bitches wanna fuck Fuck or it's up I could use two or three nuts Ain't got no money to hush, it's up and it's stuck You pull up, you sucking, or what? Big VVS's on the gold Made it out the trenches, ten toes Shoutout to my niggas in the can That always stood official, didn't fold Shoutout to my label for the deal Shoutout to my fans, man for real Big Cuban link, I got it rose We ain't into stressin' over hoes Every day, I wake up gettin' rolls Every day, I wake up on the road Truly honest, life too fast I'ma let it sit up 'til I'm old Look how many records I done sold Woke up, I feel like a pot of gold How'd it happen? I don't even know I saw my lane and all I know is, "Go" Big 'Miri denim for the feets Big Richard Millie, this ain't cheap I ain't into beefing through the tweets Just live with me, then leave it in the streets Real nigga, that's just how it is Ain't nobody stoppin' how I live Early 20's, coppin' out on cribs I started off with nothing in the fridge Imagine what be running through my dome Goofy niggas blowin' up my phone Groupies comin', they won't leave me 'lone I know they wouldn't be here if I wasn't on Just because o' that, I be in my zone Mama raised me solid to the bone Reminiscin', I sit up and stone Like, "How the fuck you got it on your own?