G Maniac - Blue Collar Kid

Too many people tellin' me that I've changed over the years
Well that's unfair cuz so have you
Life's unfair and that's the truth
Yeah I'm aware that I'm aloof
But life's been very stupid lately
I'm just tryna get through this crazy shit
Nothin' you can do to save me bitch
So why don't you just hop off this dick and
Go take care of your problems shit
Blue collar kid but I'm feelin' rich
Tryna get my father season tix
Got front row seats like 'sup lil bitch
You're up in the nose bleeds can't see shit
Everyday I smoke weed gotta stay lit
If you're gonna approach me it better make it quick
Cuz I got places I gotta get to
Fly out to Vegas I make big moves
How else can I say this I'm official
I'm in the basement writin' with a pencil
Gotta few payments I got rent due
All I do is make hits (yep) like drake do
One day I'll be famous but I gotta make do
With what I got
Cuz any given day you can drop dead shot
Any given age you might get popped
So I'ma lay this verse like Pac
Just in case you fuckers wanna plot
Somethin' against me bitch fuck your spot
I'm coming in hot I'm runnin' on top and I won't fuckin' drop
And any motherfucker that tries to stop me
Bitch I'm a nice guy (tell em) but I'll prolly
Never respect you as a man again
You a mannequin you just fake to me
You basically blew away with the wind
Hussein with the pen
Name's Griffin
Say it with me
Yeah Maniac G
Wait G Maniac
I said that shit backwards I'm high as fuck
I make her back hurt then hand her a blunt
I'm off to Saturn after I nut
Got some cash earned gotta go hun
She got on lavender scent like (mm)
You know I'm flattered girl I gotta run
Gotta lay this bad verse it won't lay itself
That's all that matters don't be selfish bitch You're helpless and just jealous
Prolly shelve this
But I'm like Elvis rappin'
Pelvis snappin' on the mic
All I needs a mic to fight
Tryna be like Mike, right?
Right
One day, one day, one day
I'll be considered one of the goats
Spit on you like a goat would
Shit on you spread 'em open
In the booth spittin' vocals
I'm the truth don't you know it
I'm Ted Hughs a fuckin' poet
Where was you when I was at my lowest?
Thought I had you but now I'm focused
Put on my shoes bitch I'm goin'
On a cruise I'll be floatin'
I just want you to know this
What?
I'm oh so great in time you'll notice
Look at you you fuckin' hater
I'm the truest see ya later
Writin' on this sheet of paper
Spillin' all these feelings out
I ain't go no ceiling now
Limit me you'll see just how
Far I can go up in the clouds
The only way I'm going down is a real one

Blue collar kid just tryna make a living
Blue collar kid just tryna raise the ceilin'
Blue collar kid but I'm bout ta make a million
Blue collar kid, yep, you know I'm in the buildin'

And when I'm in that hoe I'm feeling so
Fly like a G6
My face where she sits
Might get her feet licked
Guk on my penis
Ha gotta see this
Feelin' like a genius
Yo yo this beats this sick
I ain't no quitter and I don't give up
Give 'em the finger put that shit up
Let that shit linger I don't give a fuck
I ain't no gangster but comin' for blood
I gotta few answers when we broke up
If I had cancer in a few months
You wouldn't save me and that's on trust
You deserve a spank in the butt
For lyin' to my face when you showed up
That's the last time I'll ever rearrange your guts
"Will I see you again"
You said yes Griffin
Well fuck you then
Months have passed
Fuckin' trash
Yeah I'm pissed
But that's just it she wants me to be
Fuckin' dweeb
C'mon Grif
Smoke some weed
Roll a splif
Ya see me on tv don't throw a fit
I'm just being me better know that shit
When I leave the game I'll have so many hits
Remember the name Fort Minor bitch
It's a shame you won't a make a list
Next to the greats like Wayne, Slick Rick
Or maybe Jay, Ye, Drake, Kendrick
Cool Jay, Nas and ha Rakim
Yep
Learned from all of them
Wait
Forgot Eminem
Yep, yep
Slim, slim
What, what
Synonyms
Butt, butt
I'm lickin' it
Uh uh she diggin' it
I'll say it again
Chicka chicka Sliminem

Blue collar kid just tryna make a livin'
Blue collar kid just tryna raise the ceilin'
Blue collar kid but I'm bout ta make a million
Blue collar kid, yep, you know I'm in the buildin'

Written by:
Griffin Mann

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