[Hook: Nas] (x2) And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nikes And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike nike nike nikes [Verse 1: Mac Miller] Aye lace 'em up, lace 'em up, lace 'em up, lace 'em Blue suede shoes stay crispy like bacon Nikes on my feet make my cypher complete Uh, I stay shining like the lights on the street in the night Revis take me shoppin' when I'm up in New York Hit the shoe store go and cop a few more You at the mall getting dinner at the food court I'm at LA eatin' 22 course Young boss b**h, paper in my pockets I got a closet filled with shoe boxes Mom says my spending habit a little bit obnoxious But a pilot stay fresh up in his co*kpit Used to rock hand-me-downs Now I buy some clothes wear-em-out Hit the club b**hes pull they cameras out Livin' in a dream they beginnin' to believe My hotel smell like cigarettes and weed sh**, with what I'm spittin' they should give me a degree Good liquor what I'm sippin' isn't cheap Uh, finna blow, don't snooze, don't sleep All I really need is some shoes on my feet [Hook] [Verse 2: Mac Miller] I make 'em so mad, they got no swag Pippens on my feet they the throw backs Look, my money good but these hoes bad So they stay attached to my gonads Wakin' up to a few L's Open up my closet to that new shoe smell I guess I'm goin' well Smoking all the weed that I used to sell But once my album goes in the shelves It's going Nextel how it's finna sell For now we sellin' tapes out my shoe box Any spot just set up my shop Ya mad that ya girl always says that I'm hot Shes buyin' my t-shirt but shes spendin' your guap Say wuddup if you see me around Nike Airs separate my feet from the ground [Hook]