Marlon Craft, Yusei - Pavement lyrics

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 Iwould-die shit 'fore I
Let ‘em pry shit
From my hands while there’s still life in ‘em

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

Sayin I’mma make new habit's 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

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