Whoa
We aint 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 aint goin fold
We been down this old lonely road that country road
Everybody can't go get lost won't make it home
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 could do right and walk right around me
And you could get killed cause of who you standing next too
I could send a crazy white boy out to check you
Suggest you make your next move
Your best move
Because out here you aint 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 aint 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 aint 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 im violent
Violence
Riot
Dont 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
Ok lets 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 your hiding
Lets take a walk where the sidewalk ends
I don't talk
I don't fold
I don't Break
I dont 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
Your stuck to the bottom cause your vision aint clear
I hung with the bottom but they tried to hold me there
And now im at the top and they swear it aint fair
Whoa
We aint 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 aint 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
Adam Calhoun - Whoa Lyrics
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Whoa
We aint 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 aint goin fold
We been down this old lonely road that country road
Everybody can't go get lost won't make it home
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 could do right and walk right around me
And you could get killed cause of who you standing next too
I could send a crazy white boy out to check you
Suggest you make your next move
Your best move
Because out here you aint 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 aint 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 aint 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 im violent
Violence
Riot
Dont 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
Ok lets 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 your hiding
Lets take a walk where the sidewalk ends
I don't talk
I don't fold
I don't Break
I dont 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
Your stuck to the bottom cause your vision aint clear
I hung with the bottom but they tried to hold me there
And now im at the top and they swear it aint fair
Whoa
We aint 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 aint 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
We aint 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 aint goin fold
We been down this old lonely road that country road
Everybody can't go get lost won't make it home
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 could do right and walk right around me
And you could get killed cause of who you standing next too
I could send a crazy white boy out to check you
Suggest you make your next move
Your best move
Because out here you aint 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 aint 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 aint 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 im violent
Violence
Riot
Dont 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
Ok lets 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 your hiding
Lets take a walk where the sidewalk ends
I don't talk
I don't fold
I don't Break
I dont 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
Your stuck to the bottom cause your vision aint clear
I hung with the bottom but they tried to hold me there
And now im at the top and they swear it aint fair
Whoa
We aint 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 aint 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
Writer: Adam Calhoun
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Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes