[Intro: U-God w Hook]

Color ain't got no struggle... color..



[Hook 2X: U-God]

Move, grind, move, grind

Move, grind, move, grind



[U-God]

Yo, yo, it's hard to smile, cuz life's so for real

It's funny what people do just to get a mill

Some kill, rob, steal, sell crushed pills

Multimillion dollar deals, generatin' hills

But I got skills, there no need for violence

How that nigga stay hungry with degrees in science

Yeah, he needs a challenge, you'se an A-Class Pilot

The boy so vibrant, he walk like a tyrant

His mind's in the garbage, his spine is heartless

He's a one mind pirate, who gets his regardless

With felony charges, greedy coke-nosed clients

His nose is numb and he didn't read the fineprint

Accounts on minus, with a block of stress

And he can't close his eyelids cuz it don't care less

Yeah, they died on they blinders, he got mouths to feed

So he grieves over liquor, that his spouse might leave

And it leads him sicker, his house ain't been cleaned in a week

He can't sleep cuz his problem's gettin' deep, cuz



[Chorus: U-God ( w Hook )]

Struggle ain't got no color, kid

Color ain't got no color

Now, color ain't got no struggle, kid

Struggle ain't got no color

Now growin' up, it's a wild jungle, kid

Color ain't got no struggle

Same block, same clubs, same money, same drugs

Struggle ain't got no color



[U-God]

I can't sleep around heat, roaches and dust mites

In the winter time it's cold enough, nigga, to bust pipes

I'm like, Jesus Christ, yo, my socks is black

I'm hoodied up in the halls with the stocking cap

Rockin' forth and back, draggin' a huge cannon

Duckinc12