Finish Line

[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…