[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Steppin' in lululemon high tops, neon lights on the street,
White glasses reflect the skyline, where the future and now meet.
2025’s calling, we’re the pulse of the night,
Dressed in chrome and nostalgia, we’re the new satellite.
[Chorus]
Lululemon dreams, we’re stitching the seams,
White frames see the world in hologram streams.
High tops k**k dust from a past left behind,
2025’s rhythm’s already rewired our minds.
[Verse 2]
We’re the code in the static, the glitch in the grid,
Dancing through firewalls, no secrets hid.
Your white glasses decode what the stars couldn’t say,
We’re the ghosts of tomorrow, but we’re living today.
[Bridge]
Wrap me in spandex skies, let the satellites preach,
We’re the chaos, the calm, the paradox reach.
One foot in the future, one still in the now,
The white glasses fade—but we’re dreaming aloud.
[Chorus]
Lululemon dreams, we’re stitching the seams,
White frames see the world in hologram streams.
High tops k**k dust from a past left behind,
2025’s rhythm’s already rewired our minds.
[Outro]
