Blow (feat. Vokalz)

They blow, when times get hard they go, and with the wind they blow
The rain has come, the people run, because they see no hope
When times get hard they go, and with the wind they blow
This life ain't fair, so don't you dare, tell me how it go

Anticipating revelations, these visions, what they envision for me
Now I'm doing better, everybody swear they needing something
Standing in the mirror, see I vision something clearer
My back was against the wall, but wasn't none of y'all right here with us

Missing out on meals, just so I can feed my fam
And when we ask you for help, you motherfuckers ain't give a damn
I tried to stay so humble and subtle, but now I'm pissed off
Cuz every time I think about it, it just seems to tick me off

You could ask for anything, and we would break our necks for you
Family that is, you might not like it, but it's the truth
Blessed and cursed with this essence of perfection and tenderness
Cuz I would let you come in and control my willingness

How would you like it if you was missing out on meals
And when you came to me for help, I wouldn't give banana peels
But you can stop right there, gon' blow in the wind
As I sit back and listen as the hook blows in

They blow, when times get hard they go
And with the wind they blow
The rain has come, the people run, because they see no hope
When times get hard they go, and with the wind they blow

This life ain't fair, so don't you dare
Tell me how it goes
I was taught to persevere through pressure, through measures of pain and pleasure
Endeavors of rainy weather crept through with no umbrella

Assuming my life is better, maybe that's from your perspective
Or perhaps how the cookie crumble flashed back to the crummy struggle
When crack was my only hustle, when snacks was my only meal, and music was just a dream damn
I had to wake up, get back to the swing of things

With raps to dismantle teams, and beats that'll crack the streets
But it shook my family tree
Mama believed in me, Papa said I'd amount to nothing
It hindered my success, stress I had a mountain of it

I thought a parent was supposed to be more supportive, but it was apparent you was more
abortive than sort of
And that sort of distorted my aorta, but forced it to strengthen before
It was a shortage, now I get more attention

I always wondered how you was comfortable living in the skin you in
I'm making it now, look what the wind blew in
They blow, when times get hard they go
And with the wind they blow

The rain has come, the people run
Because they see no hope
When times get hard they go
And with the wind they blow

This life ain't fair, so don't you dare
Tell me how it goes