(Ft. Rashad)
O-o-o-ohio
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?
