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