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Day Shift
9,359
Hip-Hop/Rap
Day Shift fue lanzado el 8 de mayo de 2026 por Trap Dickey como parte del álbum The Ville
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ÁlbumThe Ville
Fecha de lanzamiento8 de mayo de 2026
Sello discográficoTrap Dickey
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM75

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Trap Dickey
Trap Dickey
Intérprete
Wooshy
Wooshy
Programación
Mere Tape
Mere Tape
Programación
Andrew Boyd
Andrew Boyd
Guitarra
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Travis Dickey
Travis Dickey
Autoría
Clemens Wardin
Clemens Wardin
Autoría
Maximilian Huschke
Maximilian Huschke
Autoría
Umere Alford
Umere Alford
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Wooshy
Wooshy
Producción
Imixnation
Imixnation
Ingeniería de mezcla
Mere Tape
Mere Tape
Producción
Juan Razuri
Juan Razuri
Ingeniería de mezcla envolvente

Letra

[Intro]
iMixNation for real
This a Mere Tape
[Chorus]
Run with a couple killers I know that won't say shit
My cousin work the block, that's every morning like a day shift
I'm steady doin' wrong, I swear to God, I know I'm agin'
My baby brother arguin' about how many yards that I done laid in
I'm puttin' on for everything that's in the streets
Puttin' money on my **** books, make sure the opps don't eat this week, yeah
Jump in that water, swear to God that shit get deep
My little cousin out in Florida always smilin', showin' teeth, yeah
[Verse 1]
Came straight from prison, where **** knock out all your teeth, yeah
Gotta keep a pistol when you out here in the streets, yeah
**** be dyin' 'bout anything but swear they wanna beef, yeah
This dirty chopper on me, it's gon' knock you off your feet, yeah
If he still alive, that mean that I don't want him dead, okay
Used to be a hitta, now it's money on my head, okay
Them LA boys from Lincoln Avenue, they want us fed, okay
Before these bags, I used to smack shit for the bread, okay
No Dirk Nowitzki, get to shootin' and watch him fade away
He want a 50 straight from Houston, that's a major play
How many times I gotta tell you **** I don't play, okay?
How many times I gotta show you **** I done paved the way?
[Chorus]
Run with a couple killers I know that won't say shit
My cousin work the block, that's every morning like a day shift
I'm steady doin' wrong, I swear to God, I know I'm agin'
My baby brother arguin' about how many yards that I done laid in
I'm puttin' on for everything that's in the streets
Puttin' money on my **** books, make sure the opps don't eat this week, yeah
Jump in that water, swear to God that shit get deep
My little cousin out in Florida always smilin', showin' teeth, yeah
Written by: Clemens Wardin, Maximilian Huschke, Travis Dickey, Umere Alford
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