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