

Brand new soles on the asphalt line Old friends changing up at
the finish line Oh,
they acting brand new but I'm doing fine Got a clean perspective
and the stars aligned (yeah,
yeah!)
New shoes, new lane No blues,
no pain Yeah, we rise up,
we don't look back (hey,
hey,
let's go!)
Lace up the fresh pair,
step out the cold air Used to be on the block,
now I am up there Funny how they shift when the numbers
start to double
Suddenly they calling, saying they want no trouble But I see the
acting, the backstage drama Keep my circle tight,
full of peace and no trauma
Brand new soles on the asphalt line Old friends changing up at
the finish line Oh,
they acting brand new but I'm doing fine Got a clean perspective
and the stars aligned (yeah,
yeah!)
Late night drive, counting up the real ones Filtering the fake,
keeping only field runs They wanted the shine but they skipped out
on the grind Now they acting brand new,
leaving 'em behind
Brand new soles on the asphalt line Old friends changing up at
the finish line Oh,
they acting brand new but I'm doing fine Got a clean perspective
and the stars aligned (yeah,
yeah!)
New shoes, new lane No blues,
no pain... Yeah, we out here.