Whoa - Adam Calhoun

Whoa, we ain’t goin fold

We been down this old lonely road, that country road

Everybody can’t go

Get lost, won’t make it home

I say

Whoa, we ain’t goin fold

We been down this old lonely road, that country road

Everybody can’t go

Get lost, won’t make it home

I say

Got a gun in the glovebox, one on the seat

Plus I got about a half a dozen felonies

More money more problems so now I got beef

And I ain’t tryin to box so you can catch three

Let it breathe

Ok, proceed

You a long way from city lights and concrete

You could lose your life, get buried by a tree

Or you can do right and walk right around me

And you could get killed cause of who you standing next to

I could send a crazy white boy out to check you

Suggest you make your next move, your best move

'Cause out here you ain’t getting rescued

And there ain’t no GPS

No ambulance, police, and no EMS

That’s a lot of pressure to deal with the stress

So how you gonna breathe with my foot on your chest

Whoa, we ain’t goin fold

We been down this old lonely road, that country road

Everybody can’t go

Get lost, won’t make it home

I say

Whoa, we ain’t goin fold

We been down this old lonely road, that country road

Everybody can’t go

Get lost, won’t make it home

I say

Yea I’m violent

Violence

Riot

Don’t like it

You keep getting pushed around, maybe you should try it

Rather live on my feet then on my knees dying

And I don’t mind beef, maybe you should diet

Silence

Okay, let’s keep ridin

Down this country road I’m in the Chevy flying

So much smoke, barely open up my eyelids

And I’m just hopin I can find where you hiding

Let’s take a walk where the sidewalk ends

I don’t talk, I don’t fold, I don’t break, I don’t bend

You could be yourself but you try to pretend

To be somebody else just so you could blend in

So where we go from here

You’re stuck to the bottom cause your vision ain’t clear

I hung with the bottom but they tried to hold me there

And now I’m at the top and they swear it ain’t fair

Whoa, we ain’t goin fold

We been down this old lonely road, that country road

Everybody can’t go

Get lost, won’t make it home

I say

Whoa, we ain’t goin fold

We been down this old lonely road, that country road

Everybody can’t go

Get lost, won’t make it home

I say