Running Shoes

Ain't nothing like... Ain't nothing like a pair of those... Looking like end times again though... From the bottom of my feet I'm feeling problem-free Straight up ignoring how it feels So now I'm walking on a cloud like Aaliyah Sporting rare shit, lacing up some tartare beef I'm stopping the clock, I ain't ready to read R.I.P Stevie, no My finish line being ribbons in the sky Running circles around my problems since about knee high She said if you ain't down to make moves on some real life I gotta move my feet like Ain't nothing like a pair of those Running shoes Laced up, pick ya pace up Lace up, pick ya pace up Oh, shit Looking like end times again though In running shoes What we gon' do? Lace up, pick ya pace up Lace up, pick ya pace up Try'na sing 'bout some real shit... Right now, I just need to not feel shit... Say cheese, been a minute since our eyes met I've been running round, scheming on how to get you out here Soon as I ain't running low no more, I'm try'na jet Gotta see to it my pockets all wet when the drought hit Been a while since I seen through the smoke & mirror machine Caught a preview of the unforseen I've been swimming in bottles or climbing up in the tree These brand new ass days stay running up on me though Since I seen you, I ain't Seeing nothing but the seasons change Still nothing seem the same Walls in my mind fortified but I seen the gates See my reflection like man, "you getting them keys today" On the daily, seen the devil at the deep end of the DM's Almost seen the credits roll that evening Saw it all rewind Woke up in free fall like, peace y'all, the end Ain't nothing like a pair of those Running shoes Laced up, pick ya pace up Lace up, pick ya pace up Oh, shit Looking like end times again though In running shoes What we gon' do? Lace up, pick ya pace up Lace up, pick ya pace up Hello? Yeah, it's me What's up? Just calling to let you know that I won't be needing your loving services any longer Oh, real? Yeah