[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...