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