Hours - Blu

I got a car

And a new job

And new walk and uh…

Carry me on

I got a dog

And a new broad

And a new song and uh…

Carry me on

Carry me on

Carry me on

Carry me on and on…

Carry me on

Speaking:

Yeah!

to the working class around the world.

Gentlemen, women, boys, and girls…

We all know it all gets hard…

Can’t make it though without no job…

White collars, blue collars, black scholars, thunder counters

Under paid, minimum wage

Freemasons, top dollars

Construction hat, suit & ties

Political, environmental

They all ask me what I do for a living…

I work for my light bill

I work for my gas bill

I work for my wives still

I work for my ass still…

I work…

These rap skills

I work for these blunts raps

I work for my lunch and my naps and my love back

I work…

I work…

The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree…

If it wasn’t here, nuttin really, Where would we be?

They say I work…

They say I work…

That nigga Blu bout his business

And positioned with soldiers…

Couldn’t see eye to eye

If we was shoulder to shoulder

Cause from the bottom

I got em up at the top looking up

Nigga, London to the Dam

And I’m straight off the block

Like a running back, get it man, I play with the boss

I could run it back, simple through the play book, Moss

'Til the rest of em kill it, I’d rather relive it over

That nigga Blu bout his business

He bout to get em a Rover

And I told ya…

Niggas is out here!