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cb5 – finish line (feat. timmy torch & uraelb) lyrics

[intro timmy torch]
ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo. ooo (skeeooo)
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay (oooo)

[verse timmy torch]
timmy torch always the topic
music blow up, you can call it tectonic
smoking’ that gas, that green is hypnotic
spitting’ the verse, no use for the phonics, aye
my bars will make you incinerate, gettin it
some of these bars inconsiderate, hittin’ it
shootin’ my shot and she tip it in
kendrick was smart, i just put my tip in it, ooo
got my red cup and i’m flippin it
mortal combat my girl and she finish it
get to round two, we ain’t finished yet
if she mention round three then i’m saying bet

[pre+chorus uraelb & timmy torch]
saying bet, saying bet, saying bet till there’s nothing left
saying bet, saying bet, saying bet till i get the check
saying bet, saying bet, saying bet know you upset
saying bet, saying bet, saying bet i’m a f+cking vet

[hook: uraelb]
just in case ya didn’t know x2
the lost legends, ain’t never sweatin
people talkin on the low
you don’t want no smoke x2
trust me, whole clique eat
got the bronze, silver and the gold
[verse: uraelb]
craft to a tee out wit timmy t
lost legends in yo vicinity
both scorchin, ain’t force it
we just balancing the synergy
tim why they wanna envy me?
i ain’t even rich, no l!ck to hit
don’t wanna hit they chick
i got my own & we do more than bone

love yours word to j cole
mine getting a rock, yours tryna roll
but we ain’t swingin, she chirping and singing
and you got the blues, crying like a dove
cause she love my jazz, i’ll bet a dub
if we was up in the cotton club
she’d be for everybody
and that’s for certain, not a prolly

poppin that thang like an ollie
going to work, no tommy
from 10+4, n her homies copy
hate to see it, way they feignin’
for attention, know you steamin
they just t++thin, carpe diem
in my dm, i just leave it
satisfied, every weekend
[verse: uraelb & timmy torch]
(i gotta get it in,)
(gettin’ that silver is not a gold synonym)

gettin the dividends
betta lace up them asics
and put down them timberlands

(i’m gonna win, crossin the line)
(that’s finna say fin)

you in lagging in traffic
not even movin
i’m laughin and actin
like we can be friends

(talking’ our stuff, we are the legends)
(we all independent, don’t have to depend)

yea we bout it, bout it
it’d get crowded, crowded
round our circle if we tried to let
all of y’all in

(spendin it fast, but it all come again)
(cb5 fast, that man gonna win)
give you peace signs, at the starting line

(you gone give me mine)
(at the finish line, m+th+)

[outro uraelb & timmy torch]
you ain’t heard yet
we at the finish line (at the finish line)
ay, ay, ay, we at the finish line (ay, ay, ay)
we at the finish line you got give me mine

- cb5 lyrics

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