Night Shift lyrics

[Intro: Styles P]
J. Carter, what up my G?
S.P the Ghost, D-Block
Yeah!

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Money come, pride'll go
n*ggas start to snitch, then the honor go
Bring my gun everywhere the drama go
Homicide, robbery, none of this could bother me
I didn't make it rapping then this would be a job for me
My n*ggas like the mob for me, shoot for 'em, kill for 'em
n*ggas know to count on me, sh*t is dead real for 'em
Money come and go, love don't, it just stay there
n*ggas act up, back up, I'mma spray there
Heard they gettin' money over there, let's put a K there
I.L.O, Polo for the day gear
Fatigue in the night time, money in the pipeline
f*ck with S.P., then you wasn't in your right mind

[Verse 2: Karolina Blue]
Late nights, early mornings getting to the bag
This rush hour traffic got me reaching for the mag
Some reaching for the dash
Catch a n*gga slippin', and I'm right up on his ass
n*gga, for the cash the flash from the muzzle be the last thing a n*gga see
You leakin' all your tea, the color of cranberry Hennessey
And I don't give a f*ck if a n*gga is some kin to me
n*gga, for the cream I put the beam to your newborn
You don't wanna choose wrong, f*ck is you talkin'?
You done put some shoes on, you knew you couldn't walk it
It's a slow death if I introduce the hawk in
And they won't find a body if I gotta do some talkin'
Toetag the body and feed you to the gators, n*gga