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Stalley - Blue Collar Gang lyrics

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Got a vacant gang, a collar gang

And I kick the game like a collar gang

Under laying posts and street lights

Homey say we ain’t even right

Mama working two jobs so she barely sleeping at night

Daddy ain’t seen’em in years

Last time we spoke

He was going on the biz

High off that rock

Pulled back his tears

Cause he felt his family turn a stake to the drugs

And lost his sanity

Walk out of his kids

When I told him keep his head up

It’s a lot of pressure when you’re under pressure

Very limited ends

It ain’t about how it started

It’s all about how it ends

You told me that as man

You never break for the band

Hard work is what they commit

So take them hard ships on the chin

Never grin or frown tot hem

Or put your head down to them

You’re a king, poor or rich

All of these testimony to these kids

Live it out for them

Get from under that street light

Straight from that street life

And be that light out for them

No matter how you get this paper

They working 9 to 5s where I live

Why you never been a hater?

There’s more ways to feed these kids

Blue Collar gang yeah

Blue Collar gang

Everybody’s hustling to make it

I spoke to my old G he said hustling’s overrated

Everybody’s chasing dreams but dreams are what you make it

Life is what you make it of so all your decision’s gonna cost ya

I’m betting all my chances no set back no advances

Trying to split both ends in it

And then I’m good night trying to handle it

It’s hard work with no grey

9 to 5 will sell yeah

I was ...

Blue collar no hand doubts

Genius so I stand out

I make my own way

Even if I had to lay my whole land down

Ten toes to the prayer, nose to the sky

No tear in my eyes, I never fall to the pride

Be the crowd to my blessings or question life lessons

Its hard work and it start first

And deposit the man second

No matter how you get this paper

They working 9 to 5s where I live

Why you never been a hater?

There’s more ways to feed these kids

Blue Collar gang yeah

Blue Collar gang

All you haters, rhymes with satins and hard

Slick talkers and British knives in the skywalkers

Slick hustlers always showing they new doubts

Who’s hot? Who to follow and who to cut?

All you haters, rhymes with satins and hard

Slick talkers and British knives in the skywalkers

Slick hustlers always showing they new doubts

Who’s hot? Who to follow and who to cut?

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