Cuarenta Porter - Finish Line

I was down for so damn long
Yeahhh it’s the same ol’ song
Pull up and I showed dem
Yahhh this for 4nem
Mandatory motions
Backwoods roastin
Cause it’s celebration
This ain’t no surprise but it’s still an occasion
Goin against the odds
Look up to God and I’m prayin
Goin against the odds
Look up to god and I’m saying
Niggas make rough sounds
I guess he wheezing to death
Niggas talking rough shit, that’s ahh slippery slope
Had him on the pavement, sneezing and such
Bless you
Yeah known I'm from the hood, where they’ll
Stretch you
Paramedics wouldn’t come to put him on a stretcher
Coroner came with ah body bag prepared cause that nigga is done yea
That nigga is done nigga
You know where I’m from nigga
Get it done nigga, gone and phone his mum nigga
Call his mum nigga
Its the same ole song nigga
I was down for so damn long
Yeahhh it’s the same ol’ song
Pull up and I showed dem
Fiyahh this for 4nem
Mandatory motions
Backwoods roastin
Cause it’s celebration
This ain’t no surprise but it’s still an occasion
Goin against the odds
Look up to God and I’m prayin
Goin against the odds
Look up to god and I’m saying
They want recognition
But I came with villains
Residing down by the course with no acquaintances
You’re ain’t my nigga, you can’t get a quarter
I need a lawyer and ah voyage
How far we travel
Around the fucking world baby once I get this tassel
Graduate and still tour, how the fuck I do it
Fuck my bitch and then I’m on campus with the students
Fuck my bitch before she get that lunch date with her trick
Fuck my bitch and then I go perform this music
Fuck my bitch before she hit the pole for a grip
And when she get off work, she bring back that shit
Niggas always hatin, that’s what I could never get
Nigga had her in the past, tell me what you miss
It’s always some-body hatin onna the kid
Probably cause his babymomma mentioning ah nigga
That’s cause we got high and she got dick down by ah killer
That’s cause we got high and she got some dick from a hitta
Naborhood nigga, guaranteed to keep it solid
A lot of violent crime where I had to keep it quiet
Bite my fucking tongue nigga
This ain’t the unsung nigga
Where I’m from nigga aint no playing dumb nigga
And It can leave you numb nigga
Yeahhh, it can leave you numb niggaaa
The streets ah fuckin mess right now
And I won’t even stress right now
The streets ah fuckin mess right now
Because I know that its gone work out
Left the streets because I’m heading to the finish line
Started joggin couple the blocks before my marathons
Left the streets cause I’m heading to the finish line
Let everybody know ain't no slowing down
Yeaaa issah marathons

Written by:
PAUL SUMMERS

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