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Quinn XCII

Finish Line

 

Finish Line


I don't want to be an icon
I want to be an idea, you know
I want to represent an idea

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...

Y'all gotta be kidding
Already we know
Lacking something I think that's why you ain't rapping them shows
When I get that funny feeling
Man I'm making my music
When I get my 40
We cracking bottles baby and boozing
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, grabbing 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, styling, traveling home
Live in this moment
We resemble my rambling poems
And [?]

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...

So gas me up like helium
Unleaded premium
Dreams double XL
They don't fit
Medium
Some tell tales of how I fail to be obedient
A road 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 [?]
My hustle had to be different
Contradicting my image
I'm living dough boy fresh
Its hardly a gimmick
For each bar got a O-Z
Six-teen 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 heard
Now its 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

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...

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