Late Night Switch Ups

Click of the pen

Light from the phone

Beat on loop

World in my headphones

Cup on the desk, still warm

Notes on the pad, half-formed

Mum on my line like "sleep"

Bills in my mind like "eat"

I’ve been

Half jazz club, half street

Half day job, half dream

Heart on the off-beat kick

Head in a five-year scheme

Late night switch ups, I’m all of the above

Snap into a verse then I slide into a hook

Bounce from the block to the charts in my mind

I don’t fit a box so the box fits mine

Late night switch ups, I’m mixing what I love

Scat over drums, then I rap from the gut

Change every lane but I stay on my road

Different type of code, yeah this how I glow

Phone screen cracked, still bright

Dark circles, big plans, long nights

Friends in the chat say "link"

Calendar full of "can’t"

But I

Still two-step in the kitchen (hey)

Freestyle while the rice simmer

Soft voice, heavy ambition

Light frame, heavyweight winner

I got

Hooks for the radio, bars for the pavement

Dreams for the stage and receipts for the payments

Past tryna pull but the future stay blatant

Walk like a queen in my trainers, blatant

Yeah, I talk to my fear like "sit"

Talk to my doubt like "quit"

Talk to my hope like "grow"

Talk to my pain like "go"

If you feel too much, that’s fuel

If they say "too much", that’s proof

Turn that volume up, don’t choose

You’re allowed every side of you