Finish Line

Told myself you gotta free that guy
The one inside who’ll never be denied
Fuck the lies fake bros they won’t shine
I realize ain’t no leisure time
I came to conquer bring niggas down
I’m so bright had to leave em behind
I’m too ahead kiss my fit behind
Run this shit sprinting through your mind like
I got the gold I think I’m gonna win
Race in the morning damn, get to moving
I got the gold I think I’m gonna win
Race in the morning damn, get to moving
Finish line
Finish line
Get to moving finish line
Cross that finish line
I’m a monster I’m rude I’m black
Gimme diamond watch gimme platinum plaque
I’m a goon to some I make due with that
Ain’t here to small talk don’t need to chat
Know that I was made in a lab
The scientist screaming oh my god
Give him swagger a tone beach bod
Let him the streets let the nigga die
What it mean to be great when you at halftime
When you 20s years old never had a touchdown
When you losing control, all your brothers been gone
Ya confused ya alone never earned you dime
Are you ready for it
Cause I’m going for it
Can you take it
Cause I’m going for it
Feeling heavy don’t pay it no mind
Tell yourself that you one of a kind
You so fancy, you sweating now
Run this shit set the record child
Feeling heavy don’t pay it no mind
Tell yourself that you one of a kind
You so fancy, you sweating now
Run this shit keep running child