These A-T’s

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