Morning Shift - Lute

Fruity Pebbles in the morning with his daughter, she a star

Reminiscing on the days when her mama had his heart

See, 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 façade, 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 yo, my nigga, good luck

«Hope to see you do well,» translation hope that he fails

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 the 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 replay, to hear my voice every day that I’m gone

Face-time me, I’ll sing you a song

Face-time me 'cause you’re 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)