L.A BEATZ - 40 Yard Dash lyrics

[Intro: Yazzy] Runnin' down this road tryna reach the end Believing we can reach that final step Life is here now, don't you feel it?! Every second gets you closer to the beginning The beginning of the end Yazzy [Verse 1: Yazzy] My money 'gone stretch as long as Bank Street I don't wanna run through hell with my bare feet So I bought some J's to protect me from the heat I need some red bottoms, hard as concrete Wakin' up to pray, runnin' away from trouble To stay away from all that would make my money double I bet if God would look you in the face you would stutter I ain't got no time to waste, watch me burn rubber The sun is shinin' bright like some fog lights I'm workin' while you at them beer pong nights I ain't 'bout that life, nahh, I ain't 'bout that life Me and Nessly bringing that modern art into what we write The bitten apple on my grandpa's counter Resembles the one that took Adam down under I can only hope that he can hear me through the thunder Should I care so much 'bout that bread? I can only wonder [Hook: Yazzy] I lay in this bed as my mind's in the past I run fast to the present so I won't be last We keep chasin' broken dreams, where's your cast? Usain Bolt to the money like a 40 Yard Dash (x2) ...like a 40 Yard Dash [Verse 2: Nessly] I'm Rappin' while I'm thinkin' of what I'll be flossin' in What type of whip i'll pick until my loss of oxygen Money on my head, I don't make peace offerings You give respect to those who don't give, that means you need fathering I know ni**as with more crack then the pavement itself The risk is crazy for his fams so he stays by himself I know ni**as who do nothing but they prayin' for wealth I know ni**as who swear that they made it but they stay on the shelf Which really means that they ain't really make it So when I really make it I know that they'll really hate it Yeah I admit it, I been shi**in' on the hatin' population It's representation of the real, now that's an obligation And F**k ni**as in the distance that wanna see me fail The very same who I thought would help me prevail The very same who I found plotting on my go To bad they'll never touch it, it's locked away in my soul [Hook: Yazzy] I lay in this bed as my mind's in the past I run fast to the present so I won't be last We keep chasin' broken dreams, where's your cast? Usain Bolt to the money like a 40 Yard Dash (x2) ...like a 40 Yard Dash Bet if God would look you in the face you would stutter...