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Lyrics

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Title: “Midnight Lanes”
Hook (Chorus)
Cruisin’ down the block with the bass on ten,
Candy paint drip when the streetlights bend,
Chrome stay clean but my past got dents,
Every mile that I ride got a story in the rims.
Windows down, feel the midnight breeze,
Whole life packed in these car door keys,
If the dash could talk, it would tell on me,
But the engine keep hummin’ like it set me free.
Verse 1
Pulled out the driveway, memories in the rearview,
Every scratch on the door got a clear view.
Mama said, “Boy, don’t let the streets steer you,”
But the city talk loud when the lights near you.
Old heads posted at the corner store,
Same crew, same spot, like a film I saw before.
They nod when they hear how the motor roar,
Say, “That sound right there, that’s what summers for.”
Seatbelt locked but my mind still roam,
Thinkin’ ‘bout the days I was stuck with no chrome.
Now I’m wheel-deep in the dreams I own,
Turn the block to a stage, every stop my zone.
Pre-Chorus
Yellow lines look like lifelines flashin’,
Heart on the gas, all the doubts in the ashes.
City in my rearview, future on the dash, and
I ain’t hittin’ brakes till the pain stop lastin’.
Hook (Chorus)
Cruisin’ down the block with the bass on ten,
Candy paint drip when the streetlights bend,
Chrome stay clean but my past got dents,
Every mile that I ride got a story in the rims.
Windows down, feel the midnight breeze,
Whole life packed in these car door keys,
If the dash could talk, it would tell on me,
But the engine keep hummin’ like it set me free.
Verse 2
Got a full tank, but the soul runnin’ low,
So I loop one exit just to feel that glow.
Every stoplight hit like a front-row show,
Where the pavement meet the beat and the hi-hats blow.
Shorty in the passenger, hair in the wind,
She know all my flaws and she still jump in.
Say, “Long as we ride, we’ll be good in the end,”
So I keep both hands on the wheel and we spin.
Hood legends on the radios, talkin’ they truth,
Got me flashin’ back to the broke days of youth.
We ain’t had much, just the speakers and the roof,
But we made every night feel bigger than the proof.
Bridge
Street signs flicker like they blinkin’ back,
Every green light hit like I’m on the right track.
Where the scars on the road match the scars on my heart,
And the lane that I’m in feel more like art.
Custom paint job cover up old rust,
Just like new love cover up old trust.
But you can’t hide cracks when the frame get shook,
Still I ride, still I ride, that’s the whole damn hook.
Hook (Final – Bigger)
Cruisin’ down the block with the bass on ten,
Candy paint drip when the streetlights bend,
Chrome stay clean but my past got dents,
Every mile that I ride got a story in the rims.
Windows down, feel the midnight breeze,
Whole life packed in these car door keys,
If the dash could talk, it would tell on me,
But the engine keep hummin’ like it set me free.
Outro (Spoken / Half-Sung)
All these miles, all these lanes,
Same city, new dreams, same last name.
If they never understand why we love these streets,
Tell ’em every car got a heartbeat under the seats.