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The Working Man Is a Sucka?

*(Intro)* Yeah… They call him a sucka… But they don’t know what it take Let’s talk about it *(Verse 1)* Up before the sun, yeah, boots hit the floor Same grind, same hustle, still he want more Hands full of calluses, heart made of steel Ain’t chasin’ no clout, just keepin’ it real Punch in on the clock, never miss a day Even when he tired, still he find a way Got a family to feed, got bills to attack Whole world on his shoulders, still don’t crack They laugh, say he stuck, say he playin’ it safe But they never walked a mile in his place Never felt that pressure when the rent due soon Still stand tall, don’t fold, don’t lose *(Pre-Hook)* They don’t see the strength in the quiet fight Just a blue-collar soul tryna do what’s right *(Hook – Female R&B)* Don’t call him a sucka, he carry the weight Every long day just to keep food on the plate He don’t talk loud, he just do what it takes That’s a real tough man, no matter what they say Yeah, he bleed, yeah, he cry, but he don’t ever break Put the world on his back, give more than he take You can say what you want, but you know it’s the truth The working man strong—yeah, he bulletproof *(Verse 2)* Steel-toe steps on a cold concrete While the boss upstairs count money in his sleep Sweat drip down like a badge of honor Every drop say “I’m a real provider” No spotlight shine, no applause in sight Just a man and his grind every day, every night They glamorize fast life, flash and the fame But he buildin’ somethin’ real, they ain’t built the same Back aches heavy but his will stay strong Even when the days feel twice as long He ain’t got the luxury to quit or complain That’s a different kind of power, that’s a different kind of pain *(Pre-Hook)* Yeah, the world might never know his name But his sacrifice echo louder than fame *(Hook – Female R&B)* Don’t call him a sucka, he carry the weight Every long day just to keep food on the plate He don’t talk loud, he just do what it takes That’s a real tough man, no matter what they say Yeah, he bleed, yeah, he cry, but he don’t ever break Put the world on his back, give more than he take You can say what you want, but you know it’s the truth The working man strong—yeah, he bulletproof *(Bridge)* (Soft vocals) He don’t need no crown… He don’t need no throne… Every brick he lay… Build a better home… *(Verse 3)* Now his kids look up like “that’s my hero” From the ground up grind, started from zero Legacy built in the sweat and the tears Blueprint for courage through the years Let ‘em talk all they want from the sidelines safe He was in the storm, never ran away So if that’s a sucka, redefine the word ‘Cause that kind of strength rarely ever heard *(Outro)* Yeah… The working man… That’s the real tough guy Remember that