Night Shift Murs, 9th Wonder & The Soul Council

[Intro]
Ayy, for real, though, I love my job
We work, we work the night shift
We work, we work the night shift
We work, we work the night shift
I'm up from like 6 in the morning to like
We work, we work the night shift
3 in the morning
We work, we work the night shift
Y'all niggas wanna take a lot of pictures and shit
We work, we work the night shift

[Verse 1]
Engaged to the stage at an early age
And it was years before I started getting paid
For the love of the culture, the culture of love
I was killing that stage, I was building my buzz
I wasn't making shit that they would feel in the club
'Cause I wouldn't talk about all the killing and drugs
Yeah, I grew up with the crips and the bloods
And while they was busy screamin' out, "Bitch, I'm a thug"
I was really thuggin', I was sleepin' on floors and shit
I was sellin' dope just so I could record my shit
Turning dirty money into studio time
My family told me I was crazy, I was losing my mind, but I
Stuck to the script, I was glued to the grind
If I didn't know shit, bitch, I knew what could rhyme
Serve the sucka MC's standin' on the street corner
Kill a cold instrumental and I make the beat warmer
A former introvert until I put the pen to work
Until my verses started turning heads like a tennis skirt
Until the minimum was ten a show or ten a verse
Now I fly on planes worldwide just to get to work