Pavement

[Verse 1] I been gettin close to that invisible line that I told myself that I would change at We be woke by design but asleep to instincts where it’s time to be brave at Look at both of the eyes of each soul in the crowd like, “Yo, I made that” We supposed to be shining, why they try to shade that? I hate that I hate that I’m tired, the kid is stressed Don’t want say I tried and I did my best That implies it’s time to give in to rest But won’t lie I been losin’ interest I been havin nightmarеs with metaphors that’s easy to read Prеtend they confusin’, time spent in illusions I been missin' plots just to get to conclusions Mix lazy with skill like you don’t get it, this fusion, I’m genre-blending Sometimes venting ain’t the best if the air toxic Sometimes it feel free, people try to fit you into their boxes Rub shoulders with legends now but never let em impose their process Homie, this is my shit This my I-would-die shit 'fore I let ‘em pry shit from my hands while there’s still life in ‘em [Chorus] My shoes are too small for me They don’t fit me no more Can’t a new soul be bought for me I was taught to want more My feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement My feet on the, feet on the, feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement Feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement My feet on the, feet on the, feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement On the pavement, on the [Verse 2] Sayin I’mma make new habits is my new habit Not doin' is my old one Tryna plan candid dates with myself for some minor self-love but be ghost when the vote come Lookin' at the world like I want some change Lookin' at the bank like I want some change And there’s a lotta things I don’t want the same But to be real I don’t know if I want to change Cause my urges still unhealthy All of my progress takes so much work I wish this whiskey was nutritious Wish all this lifting didn’t hurt This is that 2am and I cannot sleep Part of my mind that I cannot reach You need advice but I cannot preach 'Cause everything ain’t ok with me Sometimes the beat’s gotta be simple, the feet gotta be nimble The reach gotta be infinite 'cause see the internet is an invincible threat cause how the info gets And it be hard just to interject with some introspection Like mint yo flex, son A little reflection Help us get some where we don’t scare when we think rejection I’m just sayin' though [Chorus] My shoes are too small for me They don’t fit me no more Can’t a new soul be bought for me I was taught to want more My feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement My feet on the, feet on the, feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement Feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement My feet on the, feet on the, feet on the pavement My feet on the pavement On the pavement, on the