Ain't nothing like...
Ain't nothing like a pair of those...

Looking like end times again though...

[Verse 1]
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

[Hook]
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...

[Verse 2]
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."

[Hook]
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
[Outro]
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