Текст песни Pour - Rome Holman feat. Kevin King

Living off balance
Come game time, I'ma give 'em all classics
Let 'em know why
Been a long practice
So when I'm up, I ain't sitting on average

Look, name is all I got, stop playing with the props
Ops faking like they not, I know
It's vacant at the top, y'all praising up the block
Just staying in your box, I won't
Statements I made? They love it
Going off brand? You a paraphrase of it
Look, fire in the skies of the whole globe
So it's fire in my eyes, I'm in go mode
Racing father time with the cold flow
Can I make the world mine 'fore the world blow?
These are words I must keep, don't get much sleep in
Tweaking, alone in my room repeating

All gotta lane, hope you know yours (know yours)
They gon' know my name, will they know yours? (Know yours)
Give it everything 'til it's no more
If you ain't ready for the reign then it's gon' pour
All gotta lane, hope you know yours
They gon' know my name, will they know yours?
Give it everything 'til it's no more
If you ain't ready for the reign

Pour, pour, pour, pour
Pour, pour, pour, pour
Pour, pour, pour, pour
Pour, pour, pour, pour

What do the rain and this drip on my brain
On this shit have in common?
The two of 'em (pour)
Why I engrained the kid is the
Mayne who pick off opps like they options
Dude, he been (pour)

Wrestle my doubts like I was Mickey in
My '60s doing 60 on the daily when I drive (uh-huh)
Resisting the pulse to elevate to 85
So I could nose dive into visionary vibes
On some cokehead shit, I open with screams
Hoping the rain brings the dough to me
Fa sho la-di-da, motherfuckers look who just stepped in with a weapon
Nah, I didn't bring the tech in
But this'll make you play Tekken with the EMTs

Blood orange on the carpet from the damn squeeze
Play games with the God of War with Gore
So I air these clips on a bitch, hit you from the head to the shin
That's a damn breeze
That's why I pour my thoughts of broken fams from violent mans
Into my hands, into the pen
But move and you assed out like OnlyFans

All gotta lane, hope you know yours (know yours)
They gon' know my name, will they know yours? (Know yours)
Give it everything 'til it's no more
If you ain't ready for the reign then it's gon' pour
All gotta lane, hope you know yours
They gon' know my name, will they know yours?
Give it everything 'til it's no more
If you ain't ready for the reign

Pour, pour, pour, pour
Pour, pour, pour, pour
Pour, pour, pour, pour
Pour, pour, pour, pour