These A-T’s

Lyrics

Verse 1: Riding through the store with these A-T skates Like wings on my feet tricking on a leap of faith Ladies call him baby face but this little crow soars through the sky With a pattern [?] to the eye Of blindness, visions based on the outcome If your perception this life's foul son I'm getting nauseous but cautious as bosses Approached but I'm coached not to accumulate losses Two steps is an emblem not a title My fam push keys like organs, success is vital Took a different route on this long ride home Always stood out from the norm, knew I didn't belong Used to get picked on but when these A-T's on It's like I'm in a zone of my own (for real) Space and time don't matter at all I'm riding power-lines in the mind tryna evolve Into a king, and I don't need peasants in my presence I'm just playing, everybody's equal to a blessing Had to stop sleeping in the forest of illusion Now I riding waves in the sky cruising Chorus: These A-T's on my feet feels like I'm flying through these streets Time for me to go, might be gone for a week But I won't be far, look up and you'll see me And these A-T's (Aiyo, that's tight) These A-T's (Do they got 'em in white?) Alright you need to feel this I promise you it's the realest These A-T's on my feet feels like I'm flying through these streets Time for me to go, might be gone for a week But I won't be far, look up and you'll see me And these A-T's (Aiyo, that's tight) These A-T's (Do they got 'em in white?) Alright you need to feel this I promise you it's the realest Verse 2: From here, the sky seem closer than it really is Though it's far away, how can we really see it? Unless you try your best to reach it like [?] did That's why I'm pouring out on wax like a leaky [?] Yeah, fact or fiction has a thin line I stay between these wide rules skating in line With my own mindset I bet They consider us conspiracy theorists 'cause we're a threat to the consciousness, waking the people up Without Folgers I told you we had enough Of the lies, but on another note don't challenge me I form souls out of clouds, make this your Final Fantasy Actually can see the whole world from a distance One wrong move life can change in an instant Never stop pursuing the dream Scenes taking action as you speak I'm pulling the strings, yeah So I'm fully aware I'd rather travel by air, I'm on the come-up so yeah I'll take the stairs And yeah I'm something to look at And won't even look back, relax It's just me, my book-bag and… Chorus: These A-T's on my feet feels like I'm flying through these streets Time for me to go, might be gone for a week But I won't be far, look up and you'll see me And these A-T's (Aiyo, that's tight) These A-T's (Do they got 'em in white?) Alright you need to feel this I promise you it's the realest These A-T's on my feet feels like I'm flying through these streets Time for me to go, might be gone for a week But I won't be far, look up and you'll see me And these A-T's (Aiyo, that's tight) These A-T's (Do they got 'em in white?) Alright you need to feel this I promise you it's the realest