Marlon Craft & Yusei – Pavement

Pavement Lyrics

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 yo flex, son
A little reflection
Help us get some where we don’t scare when we think of rejection
I’m just sayin tho

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

Marlon Craft, Yusei

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