Told myself you gotta free that guy The one inside who'll never be denied Fuck the lies fake bros they won't shine I realize ain't no leisure time I came to conquer bring niggas down I'm so bright had to leave em behind I'm too ahead kiss my fit behind Run this shit sprinting through your mind
I got the gold I think I'm gonna win Race in the morning damn, get to moving Finish line Finish line Get to moving finish line Cross that finish line
I'm a monster I'm rude I'm black Gimme diamond watch gimme platinum plaque I'm a goon to some I make due with that Ain't here to small talk don't need to chat Know that I was made in a lab The scientist screaming oh my god Give him swagger a tone beach bod Let him the streets let the nigga die What it mean to be great when you at halftime When you 20s years old never had a touchdown When you losing control, all your brothers been gone Ya confused ya alone never earned you dime
I got the gold I think I'm gonna win Race in the morning damn, get to moving Finish line Finish line Get to moving finish line Cross that finish line
Are you ready for it Cause I'm going for it Can you take it Cause I'm going for it
Feeling heavy don't pay it no mind Tell yourself that you one of a kind You so fancy, you sweating now Run this shit set the record child
Feeling heavy don't pay it no mind Tell yourself that you one of a kind You so fancy, you sweating now Run this shit keep running child
I got the gold I think I'm gonna win Race in the morning damn, get to moving Finish line Finish line Get to moving finish line Cross that finish lineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
