Finish Line

Lyrics

[Intro] I don't want to be an icon I want to be an idea, you know I want to represent an idea [Chorus] Shadows settle on the place that you left Our minds are troubled by the emptiness Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time And the perfect start to the finish line And if you're... [Verse 1: Quinn XCII] Y'all gotta be kidding, already, we know Lacking something, I think that's why you ain't reppin' them shows When I get that funny feeling, man, I'm making my music When I get my 40, we crackin' bottles, baby, and boozin' To take all of the edge off, go and slice me a wedge off 'Cause I just want that feeling of making it Knock the ledge off, we renovating the mansion in Beverly Hills I sit patiently, grabbin' whatever Beverly feels Is gon' make me rise in that moment Smoking surprise, it's potent Gon' lift me higher than urban cities and buildings, we own it So take a second and listen to all your family issues A couple years you'll be blown up Dealing with thank you's and miss you's It's the reason that I do what I do and I do it better It's the dream of a season mixed in the seams of a sweater That's making me feel comfortable, stylin', traveling home Live in this moment, we resemble my rambling poems And now the words, son [Chorus: (Quinn XCII)] Shall we settle on the place that you left (So rock with me one time) Our minds are troubled by the emptiness (If you alone, rock with me no lie) Destroy the middle it's a waste of time And the perfect start to the finish line And if you're… [Verse 2: Doe Wright] So gas me up like helium, unleaded, premium Dreams double XL, they don't fit, medium Some tell tales how I fail to be obedient On roads less traveled to gamble on real deviance Yeah that's me, you see, I be the answer to "Who's he?" The age of two-three, a page of loose-leaf To scribble writtens, admitting my truest feelings Whether or not I fit in this game or the truth missing My hustle had to be different, contradicting my image I'm livin' dope boy fresh, it's hardly a gimmick For each bar got a O-Z, 16 low-key I move ten quick while my hands stay so clean Word, I make a living off words Words is, words get you as far as the herd Now it's lights, camera, action Mouth full of money, I love me a rich accent John's no dummy, it's the dummy who is asking Yeah, see it's the dummy who is asking [Chorus: (Quinn XCII)] Shall we settle on the place that you left (So rock with me one time) Our minds are troubled by the emptiness (If you alone, rock with me no lie) Destroy the middle it's a waste of time And the perfect start to the finish line And if you're…