Tony Newbury, matrad - Finish Line Lyrics

Same old kid, had to leave home
Figure shit out I ain't picking up the phone
I was judged too young, kids would always make fun
Always knew I had it in me to be so great
Always knew I had it in me to be so paid
Whole team going up hard times gon change
Middle class white boys boutta take over the game
Y'all fuck with us now, Okay
We the boys you would laugh at, everybody'd cap at
People talking round like we wouldn't be shit
Remember Money in the Bag, being famous was a dream
Now it's like, pretty soon homie we gon be lit
Making this happen, never started trapping, always had a vision that was deeper than The bread
But the bread gon rise when you putting in work
Let it happen lil homie go and give the shit time
I was tryna find my vision, y'all stay tripping
Talk loud I can't hear no bitching, this my mission
Live fast die young make my difference
Now we out of state working hard on the low
Everybody wanna be a part of the glow
Man we all gon shine, truly believe, everything they said you would never achieve, yeah
Get it
Pack my shit, run away to the Burgh
Chase my dreams for the love and the curves
iPhone rings, check the name first
Pussy motherfucka wanna talk my worth
But I gotta fit it in, take my girth
I'm a lover boy sin, make your heart hurt
Pray for your friends, take em on the low
Gon make a lot of sense when the name's getting known
We out here, we out here, money in the bag
We out here, we out here, living life fast
We out here, we out here, money in the bag
We out here, we out here, living life fast

Same old kid, had to leave home
Figure shit out I ain't picking up the phone
I was judged too young, kids would always make fun
Always knew I had it in me to be so great
Always knew I had it in me to be so paid
Whole team going up hard times gon change
Middle class white boys boutta take over the game
Y'all fuck with us now, Okay
We the boys you would laugh at, everybody'd cap at
People talking round like we wouldn't be shit
Remember Money in the Bag, being famous was a dream
Now it's like, pretty soon homie we gon be lit
Making this happen, never started trapping, always had a vision that was deeper than The bread
But the bread gon rise when you putting in work
Let it happen lil homie go and give the shit time
I was tryna find my vision, y'all stay tripping
Talk loud I can't hear no bitching, this my mission
Live fast die young make my difference
Now we out of state working hard on the low
Everybody wanna be a part of the glow
Man we all gon shine, truly believe, everything they said you would never achieve, yeah
Get it
Pack my shit, run away to the Burgh
Chase my dreams for the love and the curves
iPhone rings, check the name first
Pussy motherfucka wanna talk my worth
But I gotta fit it in, take my girth
I'm a lover boy sin, make your heart hurt
Pray for your friends, take em on the low
Gon make a lot of sense when the name's getting known
We out here, we out here, money in the bag
We out here, we out here, living life fast
We out here, we out here, money in the bag
We out here, we out here, living life fast