Finish Line / Drown Chance the Rapper (Ft. Eryn Allen Kane, Kirk Franklin, Noname & T-Pain)

[Part I: Finish Line]

[Intro: Eryn Allen Kane & Chance The Rapper]
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (Huh)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (And we back, and we back, and we back, and we back)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (Huh)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (And we back, and we back)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (And we back)
Do-do, do-do, do

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
They ain't teaching taxes in school
It don't even matter, I was acting a fool
But who would think the raps would turn into racks?
Don't matter, matter fact, it could happen to you
Scars on my head, I'm the boy who lived
The boy love playing when the boy too sick
Reclining on a prayer, I'm declining to help
I've been lying to my body, can't rely on myself, oh, no
Last year, I got addicted to Xans
Started forgetting my name and start to missin' my chance
L.A. for four months, end up leaving right back
I'm in love with my city, bitch, I sleep in my hat, uh
I felt hogtied ever since my dog died
He lived to 84, damn, that's a long ride
I know he up there, he just sit and he wait
I'll be racing up the stairs, I'ma get to the gate, singing