[Verse 1] Eyes red, but I’m wide awake Same hoodie, same ash on the plate Phone screen light like a phantom face Scrollin’ through the ruins that I can’t erase Dark circles like a family trait Heart heavy like a court date late Too calm with the blade in the safe Cold heart, warm gun, that’s fate [Chorus] Night shift in my head Clock stuck on regret If I die before I wake Bury me inside the debt Night shift in my head I don’t talk, I just collect If you love me, cut a check If you hate me, that’s respect [Verse 2] Whole block know I move in hush Black mask in a nicotine crush Big bills in a shoebox, dust Trust? That’s a four-letter cut Mama prayin’ for a new clean start I’m stainin’ every page of my own report Say I’m cold, I just call it art Turn my trauma to a shopping cart [Chorus]
