Kicks - From "Sneakerella"

Ain't nothin' fresher than my
 Ain't nothin' fresher than my
 Ain't nothin' fresher than my
 Limited release, had to pull up early
 Number 33 on the back of my jersey
 I'm an all star, from low to high tops
 The line's for five blocks, can't wait 'til they drop
 My kicks, kicks, kicks
 Ain't nothin' fresher, no one's stepping on my kicks, kicks, kicks
 They be like, "What are those? Those soles are sick, sick, sick"
 I be like, 'Sure you right", paparazzi takin' pics
 They want the kicks, they want the drip
 They want the heat and they know who's lit
 We stroll the streets, laced up, don't trip (don't trip)
 Don't trip
 I like custom Nikes (whoa)
 Gucci suit me nicely
 Prada make 'em pricey
 No one wears 'em like me
 My soles got soul
 I've been this gold since I was three years old
 I'm going for my goals, soaring high to the stars
 It's more than what you wear, represent who you are
 Just when you think I'm high enough, high enough
 I'm 'bout to take it higher up, higher up
 Leaving gravity, I'm fired up, fired up
 It's a King-6 release, bro
 Ain't nothin' fresher than my kicks, kicks, kicks
 Ain't nothin' fresher, no one's stepping on my kicks, kicks, kicks
 They be like, "What are those? Those soles are sick, sick, sick"
 I be like, 'Sure you right", paparazzi takin' pics
 (Snip, snip)
 It's hard to explain the game and what it means
 From the sketch on a page to the stitch on the seams
 From the OGs to Hyperstrike color schemes
 Don't sleep on me, homie, I design in my dreams
 'Cause everything's fine in my dreams
 I can fly in my dreams, sky high in my dreams
 But I fall down to Earth when the alarm clock rings
 Back to reality
 I'm only 17
 Man!
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 I should be makin' Nike
 I should be makin' Reebok
 You should be checkin' Hypebeast
 To cop my new Adidas
 I should be hitting new heights
 I'm coming for the kingdom
 Dead stock, just watch me change the world with my kicks (with my kicks)
 I glide, I slide, I fly with my kicks
 You can tell a lot about me by the way I wear my kicks, kicks, kicks (ah ah)
 Ain't nothin' fresher, no one's stepping on my kicks, kicks, kicks
 They be like, "What are those? Those soles are sick, sick, sick"
 I be like, sho' you right, paparazzi takin' pics, pics, pics
 Ain't nothin' fresher than my kicks