Concrete Runway (Explicit)

I treat the sidewalk like a Concrete Runway!

Headphones on, turning Monday into Sunday!

Left foot, right foot, catch the beat

I’m the main attraction of the whole damn street!

(HEY! HEY! Watch me walk!)

Got a five-dollar coffee and a million-dollar strut

Walking past the traffic, keeping my mouth shut

The rhythm is in my pocket, the groove is in my shoes

I got absolutely nothing in this world to lose

Don't need a red carpet, gray is just fine

When I step out the door, yeah, the city is mine

Taxi drivers honking? That’s just my applause

I’m breaking all the physics and the gravity laws

Mirror on the glass, looking fresh to death

Catching every eye, catching every breath...

Drop the beat!

I treat the sidewalk like a Concrete Runway!

Headphones on, turning Monday into Sunday!

Left foot, right foot, catch the beat

I’m the main attraction of the whole damn street!

Click-clack on the pavement, sound like a drum

Here I come, here I come, yeah, I’m getting me some

Sunshine or rainstorm, I don't really care

As long as the bassline is filling up the air

Shoulders back, chin up, looking at the sky

I’m soaring like a eagle, I’m feeling kinda high (on life!)

So move out the way if you ain't got the groove

I got a lot of motion and I gotta move

Can you feel it in your feet? (Yeah!)

Can you feel it in your knees? (Yeah!)

Can you feel it in your soul? (Oh yeah!)

WALK! WALK! WALK! WALK!

Concrete Runway!

Turning Monday into Sunday!

( Watch me go!)

I’m the king of the street!

Yeah, keep walking.

Don't stop.

Destination? Everywhere.