Demun Jones - My People lyrics

This one's for the house
Blasting out of your speaker
Brought y'all a new anthem and I'm a
Hold it down for my people
My people roll diesel
Crank it up and get loud enough that
They hearin' us from a mile
Y'all are my people

I got tires to rotate and steel to weld
Back the truck up drill the well
Don't sweat the bills when in god we trust
I can't even feel when my knuckles bust
Cause I'm on the grind locked in
4 low hub c10 all I can
See is these mouths to feed
You ain't helping please miss me then
No stall or stoppin' til we top to wall
Raise the walk boards I'm a lay em all
From can to can't we build and paint
And when you turn the key
You gotta pay me dog
And it's to the next episode
Pack the gear up rock 'n' roll
Sho'nuff the crew shows up
The foundations laid
And it goes up

This one's for the house
Blasting out of your speaker
Brought y'all a new anthem and I'm a
Hold it down for my people
My people roll diesel
Crank it up and get loud enough that
They hearin' us from a mile
Y'all are my people

Calloused hands badge of honor
I wear with my blue collar
Blood spilt sweat tears shed
Work overtime for that blue dollar
Cold wind storm rain thunder
Hot sunny heat index 100
Elbow grease and no sunscreen
Just back aches and that caffeine
To keep going and we go cause
That's the way that we know
Taking pride in every nail we drive
Every board every nut and bolt
My people my people didn't learn
A lot in school
But the job site was our classroom
A belt bag and a box of tools yeahhh

This one's for the house
Blasting out of your speaker
Brought y'all a new anthem and I'm a
Hold it down for my people
My people roll diesel
Crank it up and get loud enough that
They hearin' us from a mile
Y'all are my people

This one's for the house
Blasting out of your speaker
Brought y'all a new anthem and I'm a
Hold it down for my people
My people roll diesel
Crank it up and get loud enough that
They hearin' us from a mile
Y'all are my people

This one's for all the
Mechanics the carpenters
The bricklayers and the farmers
The plumbers the roofers
The truck drivers and the movers
The heavy equipment operators the folks
Sweeping the parking lot
Cutting the grass the teachers
Police and the military
The cashiers and the bartenders
And everybody else
That's busting their ass to make a living
Y'all are my people