Roland Reject - Blow
текст песни

Whoa! Are you a friend or a foe
I know some people that’s both
Wishing they would but know I that they won’t
I cannot win unless I’m driving the boat
Begging for help while I’m giving them hope
I’m giving em hell these niggas are low
They never excel they only implode
Not fitting the mold of niggas this old
(Yeah
Hold up )

I cannot give up my soul
I cannot give up control
Winning in 30 below
Good thing that I’m cold
Good thing That I live in a hole
Me and my weed and a mole
Looking for somewhere to go
I might just get her a pole
I might get back on the road
And then ima

blow x 2

Woah
Are you a friend bro
Either you fam or you’re foe
They want me to fail and I already know
Was kicked to the curb in the blistering cold
Was told that I’m great and I’m destined to blow
Got heat of the wave and gave it a go
10 years of this shit and I’m still on my own
I did it alone, I’m where I belong

Still I ain’t letting it go, I never pray for my foes
I only pray they exposed, I hope that they know
I hope that they bumping this song singing along
Spitting this heat in the snow
In need of a coat, That’s me and you both
I’m cold time to get back on the road and then ima
Blow x2