L.E.S Drewskii - Finish Line

Mixing my cup with some Henny and
Ginger Ale
Got me some money they're watching the moves that I make
I set the record straight for y'all niggas
I put in work the work is god given
I see no limit I want it all
I told my momma I'm tryna ball

Imma put on my team
Imma put on my fam
Ima live my dreams

No I can't sleep can't pop no xan
I'm moving high speed
No one beside me in my race I see the finish line
Ain't no fuckin limits I
Want it all
Bitch I was born to ball
For love I ain't tryna fall

Too many traps in my way
Gotta pray to lord
Soul to keep
Pray these demons never get a hold of me I
See these fake niggas numbers on the decline
Keep it real everywhere I go I be myself
Did me wrong but these niggas really need my help
Woo
Oh well

I been working
I been going hard
Had the drive
Before I had a car
Still don't have a car
But I got my bands up
Doing shit for clout left you in handcuffs
Woo
My record clean like my outfit
Still invest my bread for some houses
Niggas talk that shit but ain't bout it
Stack my money y'all like a mountain
Turnt this model chick to a fountain how she
Woo

Mixing my cup with some Henny and
Ginger Ale
Got me some money they're watching the moves that I make
I set the record straight for y'all niggas
I put in work the work is god given
I see no limit I want it all
I told my momma I'm tryna ball

Yeah
Imma put on my team
Imma put on my fam
Ima live my dreams
No I can't sleep can't pop no xan
I'm moving high speed
No one beside me in my race I see the finish line
Ain't no fuckin limits I
Want it all
Bitch I was born to ball
For love I ain't tryna fall

Written by:
Andrew Robins

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