Blu - Hours lyrics
[Blu - Hours lyrics]
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
Carry me on, carry me on
Carry me on and on, carry me on
Carry me on, carry me on
Carry me on and on, carry me on
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, under counters
Under paid, minimum wage
Office spaces, top dollars
Construction hat, suit and ties
Political, environmental
They all ask me what I do for a living
(Ay, let me do it, let me
Let me borrow that)
I work for my light bill
I work for my gas bill
I work for my wide spell
I work for my ass still
I work, these rap skills
I work for these blunts wraps
I work for my lunch and my
Naps and my love back
I work for my light bill, I work for
Hot spell (Say the apple doesn't fall too
Far from the tree) i work for my gas bill
I work for my ass still
(If it wasn't here, run and tell me
"Where would we be?")
I work, these rap skills
I work for these blunts wraps
(I say the apple doesn't fall
Too far from the tree)
I work for my lunch and my
Naps and my love back
(If it wasn't here, run and tell me
"Where would we be?")
They say, "I work", they say, "I work"
They say, "I work", they say, "Hours"
They say, "I work", they say, "I work"
They say, "I work, hours
I work, I work, I work, hours
Hours, hours, hours, hours, hours"
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
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 out
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
Tell the rest of 'em kill it
I'd rather relive it over
That nigga Blu 'bout his business
He 'bout to get him a Rover
And I told ya (I work, I work, I work, hours)
I got a car, and a new job
And a new walk and uh, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and uh, carry me on
I got a car, and a new job
And a new walk and uh, carry me on
I need you to say something for me
Say what? What am I supposed to say?
Say, "Niggas is out here"
Niggas is out here, no, I'm not doing that
Alright, say, "Niggas is wack"
No, you say it um, say
That doesn't even fit the song
What is the song about?
I'm still tryna figure it
Out after fifteen times
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
Carry me on, carry me on
Carry me on and on, carry me on
Carry me on, carry me on
Carry me on and on, carry me on
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, under counters
Under paid, minimum wage
Office spaces, top dollars
Construction hat, suit and ties
Political, environmental
They all ask me what I do for a living
(Ay, let me do it, let me
Let me borrow that)
I work for my light bill
I work for my gas bill
I work for my wide spell
I work for my ass still
I work, these rap skills
I work for these blunts wraps
I work for my lunch and my
Naps and my love back
I work for my light bill, I work for
Hot spell (Say the apple doesn't fall too
Far from the tree) i work for my gas bill
I work for my ass still
(If it wasn't here, run and tell me
"Where would we be?")
I work, these rap skills
I work for these blunts wraps
(I say the apple doesn't fall
Too far from the tree)
I work for my lunch and my
Naps and my love back
(If it wasn't here, run and tell me
"Where would we be?")
They say, "I work", they say, "I work"
They say, "I work", they say, "Hours"
They say, "I work", they say, "I work"
They say, "I work, hours
I work, I work, I work, hours
Hours, hours, hours, hours, hours"
I got a car, and a new job
And new walk and all, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and all, carry me on
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 out
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
Tell the rest of 'em kill it
I'd rather relive it over
That nigga Blu 'bout his business
He 'bout to get him a Rover
And I told ya (I work, I work, I work, hours)
I got a car, and a new job
And a new walk and uh, carry me on
I got a dog, and a new broad
And a new song and uh, carry me on
I got a car, and a new job
And a new walk and uh, carry me on
I need you to say something for me
Say what? What am I supposed to say?
Say, "Niggas is out here"
Niggas is out here, no, I'm not doing that
Alright, say, "Niggas is wack"
No, you say it um, say
That doesn't even fit the song
What is the song about?
I'm still tryna figure it
Out after fifteen times