Sorry

[Verse 1]
Clocked in
6:15
Same walls
Same keys
Same routine
Coffee burnt
Boots feel like lead
Swipe my card
Park my head
Radio crackles
Count line starts
Phones ring wild in the sergeant’s office
I lean on you ‘cause you’re sharp
You’re quick
Blink twice and now I’m the lazy prick
[Chorus]
Same shit
Different shift
They twist the story ‘til it fits
I did my job
They flipped the script
Turned my back and they let me slip
Blame rolls downhill
Guess I’m it
Same shit
Different shift
[Verse 2]
You ran the pod
I ran the doors
Trusted your eyes on every floor
Admin walked by
Didn’t see the stress
Just saw me still
Called it “doing less”
It ain’t on you
You carried your load
They built the game
They rigged the code
Paper heroes in pressed white shirts
Write us up
Don’t know our hurt
[Chorus]
Same shit
Different shift
They twist the story ‘til it fits
I did my job
They flipped the script
Turned my back and they let me slip
Blame rolls downhill
Guess I’m it
Same shit
Different shift
[Bridge]
I’m not asking for a medal
Just the truth
Just straight-level
They see a snapshot
Call it fate
Judge a man off one bad frame
You’re still my partner
That stays true (oh yeah)
I ain’t putting this on you
It’s the suits and their paper fists
We bleed
They check a box and sit
[Chorus]
Same shit
Different shift
They twist the story ‘til it fits
I did my job
They flipped the script
Turned my back and they let me slip
Blame rolls downhill
Guess I’m it
Same shit
Different shift
[Outro]
Clock out
6:15
Same scars
Just a different scene
Tomorrow I’ll be back in it
Same shit
Different shift

Gritty storytelling hip-hop over moody trap groove; male vocals with a weary, sardonic tone. Verses ride a sparse, swung