Redline Rebound

[Intro]
Redline, redline
Face in the wind, no brake sign
Heart broke, now I break time
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Bought the bike on a Tuesday
Signed the slip, said “run it up”
Told the dealer, “I need speed
‘cause love already beat me up”
Ex’s name on the pink slip
Burn it off in the back lot
Hit the throttle like revenge, quick
Whole world in a black spot
Mom callin’ on my phone like
“Baby, come back before night”
I’m laughin’ with the chrome pipes
Sayin’, “I’m already outta sight”
[Chorus]
I’m ridin’ like I’m tryin’ to die
Fast life, I don’t ask why
Knee scrape, sky shake, one wrong line
My mama think I’m out my mind
Redline, redline, I don’t slow
Heartbreak made me let it go
If I crash out, just know I tried
To outrun you and the tears I hide
[Verse 2]
Tattoos peek from the ripped sleeve
Gas smell stuck in my black jeans
Every light turnin’ green for me
Every thought sayin’, “lean, lean”
Took the curve way too crazy
Back tire talkin’ ‘bout “maybe”
Saw my life in the mirror blink
Saw your face, then I couldn’t think
Mom text: “I’m prayin’, please”
I leave it on read at a hundred-three
Wind scream louder than my grief
If I slow down, I gotta feel me
[Chorus]
I’m ridin’ like I’m tryin’ to die
Fast life, I don’t ask why
Knee scrape, sky shake, one wrong line
My mama think I’m out my mind
Redline, redline, I don’t slow
Heartbreak made me let it go
If I crash out, just know I tried
To outrun you and the tears I hide
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to bass and drums]
Helmet off at the red light
Hear my mom in my head like
“Son, you ain’t just some dead hype
Come home, don’t be headlines”
Hand shake on the clutch, tight
Two paths in the same night
Twist wrist, see the white lines
Or turn back from the flatline (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m ridin’ like I’m tryin’ to die
Fast life, I don’t ask why
Knee scrape, sky shake, one wrong line
My mama think I’m out my mind
Redline, redline, I don’t slow
Heartbreak made me let it go
If I live through this, I’ll try
To ride for me, not to say goodbye

rap, Aggressive rap-rock-trap hybrid, male vocals. Distorted guitars locked to a trunk-rattling 808, half-time verses that snap into a double-time, shout-along chorus. Hook drenched in gang vocals and distant crowd chants. Verses spit tight, syncopated flows; drums hit with sharp stops for lyric punches. Bridge strips to bass, filtered vocal, then explodes back with a final, cathartic chorus., rock