Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] DJ Peralta Turn me up just a little (yeah) [Verse 1] Walk in, wrist on hush, it don’t tick I been quiet, building pressure, now it hit City on my back like a old jean jacket Made my own lane, then I lapped it Used to count coins, now I count my blessings Turned every late bill into a lesson Mama said “work,” I turned that to a weapon Clocked in grind, now the whole squad flexing [Chorus] Night shift with DJ Peralta Whole place jump when we pull up Came from the back to the front row Hands to the sky when the hook go (go!) Night shift with DJ Peralta Bass so loud that it lift ya Whole block know when we roll up Name in the air like a poster (Peralta!) [Verse 2] Laptop glow on the cracked-up desk Drafted ten plans, only one got blessed Friends turned ghosts when the buzz got close Left me in the cold, now I turn ‘em to toast Uber rides home, headphones too loud Wrote sixteen’s just to stand out the crowd Now they hit my phone like we always believed Funny how the lies sound sweet on a beat [Chorus] Night shift with DJ Peralta Whole place jump when we pull up Came from the back to the front row Hands to the sky when the hook go (go!) Night shift with DJ Peralta Bass so loud that it lift ya Whole block know when we roll up Name in the air like a poster (Peralta!)
Tags
rap, Moody trap-rap beat at 142 BPM, swung hi-hats and booming low-end; eerie bell loop and reversed pads under tight, charismatic male vocals. Verses stay sparse for swagger and wordplay, hook explodes with stacked chant-style ad-libs. Occasional vinyl stops and DJ cuts for live-club feel, with a brief filtered breakdown before the final chorus., hip hop
Duration
1:12
Instrumental
No
Created
3/24/2026