Blu Collar Worker
Blu & Exile Lyrics

Please don't take it personal
I don't mean to offend you

But I gotta go and work some more
I need to work hard to achieve success

And I know deep down it hurt ya soul
I understand that it may be disappointing for you

But I'm a blue collar worker, girl
I come from a working-class background and take pride in my job

Now it's a long road ahead of me
I have a lot of hard work ahead of me to achieve my goals

Eyes wide open trying to rock my flow steadily
I'm staying focused and consistent in my work

Trying to stay focused so these broads don't get to me
I'm avoiding distractions and staying committed to my work

But dog it gets hard cause they sing so heavenly
It's difficult to ignore the temptations of attractive women who are interested in me

Humming 'Stay With Me' trying to make my day as sweet
They try to seduce me by singing sweet songs

As some Tiombe on a Sunday, with a cup of Angel's tea
They make themselves seem irresistible like a relaxing Sunday with a cup of Angel's tea

I'm trying to find the happiness that couples claim to be
I want to find love and happiness like other couples

But it's hard to balance loving when you busting over beats
It's hard to balance a love life when I'm busy with my music career

Sounds strange but it's hard to explain it over beats
It's difficult to express my feelings and struggles through my art

In the lab daily rocking two or three shows a week
I'm constantly working hard in the studio and performing live shows

Going mad crazy stressing over press and your release
I'm under a great deal of pressure promoting and releasing my music

Trying to please labels while you keep your rep up in the streets
I need to keep my reputation up while trying to please record labels

At the same time trying to breath
I'm struggling to balance all aspects of my life

And on my down time, trying to find a fine breeze
I try to relax and enjoy my free time

But see I'm underground so now I gotta find cheese
Since I'm not yet mainstream, I need to find a way to make money

Just to take her out to dinner, just to eat and get a kiss up on the cheek
I want to take my girl out and show her a good time, even if it means sacrificing financially

But for me it's even harder, cause I ain't got a car to pick them up in
It's difficult for me because I don't even have a car to take my girl out

So chicks already think they put enough in
Girls are already hesitant to date me because of my financial situation

Plus I'm kind of cute so it's hard for them to trust him
Girls find it hard to trust me because of my good looks

Asking what I'm doing every night like I be screwing every night, what?
Girls question my intentions and think I'm out cheating every night

Truth is, I'm bruising every mic that I come across
I'm focused on my music career and working hard on my craft

And every now and then, drop a hundred off
I invest in my music career, even if it means sacrificing financially

Just so you can fucking floss, but that's not enough for you
I work hard to support my music career, but it's not enough to impress certain girls

So I take another loss, wondering why I fucked with you
I question my choices and why I even bothered to pursue certain girls

Knowing I got stuff to do
I remind myself that I need to focus on my music and not be distracted by girls

They say misery loves company word?
People say that those who are unhappy like to bring others down with them

But I don't need shit, so don't come to me
I don't need negativity or distractions in my life

And I don't eat dick, so don't cum to me
I don't tolerate disrespect or unwanted advances

When you see me in a fucking beamer leaning tuff as fiends with winter fever
When you see me in a luxury car, looking confident and stylish

Ya nose itching, hoes wishing he was a keeper
Girls are envious of my success and wish they had me as a partner

Fucked up girl, he was a keeper
Despite my success, some girls still underestimate my worth

Fuck the papers, shit, he was the reefer
I don't care about what people say or write about me, I know my own worth

Now he's meaner than meaner
I've become more aggressive and assertive to reach my goals

Was sweet now he keeps his heart next to his nina
I used to be kind and caring, but now I'm focused and guarded

And you used to see him, saving up his money from shows
I used to work hard and save up my earnings from gigs

To get her a rose, turning down ridiculous hoes
I would buy my girl roses and stay loyal to her despite other girls flirting with me

All he wanted was a chick with his back, but his chippers was wack
I wanted a loyal partner, but I didn't have the financial resources to impress her

Now he adding on the Royce when he rolls
Now that I'm successful, I can afford a luxury car

Sounds smoother with his voice when he flows, missed out
My music sounds better and more polished now that I'm more experienced

Keep woofing all you want girl, I'm in a brick house
Despite girls underestimating my worth, I am successful and independent

With a thick spouse, pimped out, blue diamond dripped out
I have a thick and successful partner, and I'm living an extravagant lifestyle

In my helicopter luv, fuck ya little benz, bounce
I'm so successful that I no longer care about what others think or say about me and my possessions

Fuck you think I work for huh?
My success is a result of my hard work and dedication