Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Collar Gang, artist - Stalley. Album song Honest Cowboy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
Blue Collar Gang |
| Elevate the game, Blue Collar Gang yea |
| Elevate the game, Blue Collar Gang yea |
| Under lampposts and street lights |
| Stomachs ache, we ain’t eat right |
| Mama working two jobs, so she barely sleeping at night |
| Daddy ain’t seen 'em in years |
| And last time we spoke he was gone on them beers |
| High off that rock |
| Holdin' back his tears |
| Cause he felt his family turn a slave to the drugs |
| And lost his sanity and walked out on his kids |
| But I told him keep his head up, I understand what he did |
| It’s a lot of pressure when you’re under pressure with very limited ends |
| But it ain’t how you it started |
| It’s all about how it ends |
| You told me that as man we never break for the bend |
| We from the bottom and that dirt we absorb it |
| Only polish our skin |
| Hard work is what they commend |
| So take them hard ships on the chin |
| Never grin or turn a frown |
| Or put your head down to them |
| You’re a king, poor or rich |
| A living testament to these kids so all your dreams |
| Live it out for them |
| Get from under that street light |
| Away from the street life |
| And be that light out for them |
| No matter how you get this paper |
| They working 9 to 5s where I live |
| No, I ain’t you never been a hater |
| But there’s more than one way to feed these kids |
| Blue Collar gang yeah |
| Elevate the game, Blue Collar Gang yea |
| Blue collar gang |
| Elevate the game, Blue Collar Gang yea |
| Everybody’s hustling to make it |
| I spoke to my OG he said hustling’s overrated |
| Everybody’s chasing dreams but dreams are what you make it |
| Life is what you make it also and all your decision’s gon' cost ya |
| So choose your life wisely, I’m throwin' dice, ivory |
| Side betting all my chances no set back no advances |
| No silver spoons or pamperin' |
| Soon as you see the dirt you gotta stick both hands in it |
| I’m gettin' high tryna cancel it |
| Cold world with no J |
| It’s hard work with no play |
| 9 to 5 or sell yay |
| I respect it either way |
| Blue collar, no handouts |
| Genius so I stand out |
| I’ma make my own way |
| Even if I gotta to lay my own land down |
| Ten toes to the ground, nose to the sky |
| Royalty in my eyes, I’ll never fall to the pride |
| Or be deprived of my blessings or question life lessons |
| It’s hard work to be a star first and a positive man second |
| Playa haters, rhyme sayers and heartbreakers |
| Slick talkers and British Knights and Skywalkers |
| Street hustlers always showing they new dollars |
| Who’s hotter? |
| Who to follow we Blue Collar |