City Streets

(prod. Brian Music)

Riding through the city in the fast lane,

Horsepower loud, feel the gas flame.

From the classics to the new we claim,

Cars in my blood, it’s more than a name.

Whip so clean, paint drippin’ like ice,

German engineering, American vice.

Ferrari red with the turbo scream,

Lambo doors up, living the dream.

Old-school Chevy with the chrome so bright,

Or a G-Wagon beast rolling deep at night.

From drift to drag, I was born for speed,

On the track or the street, yeah I plant that seed.

Riding through the city in the fast lane,

Horsepower loud, feel the gas flame.

From the classics to the new we claim,

Cars in my blood, it’s more than a name.

Rolls Royce smooth when I cruise real slow,

Bentley with the stars on the ceiling glow.

Tesla in silence but the torque insane,

Future on wheels, evolution of the game.

Engines rev high, that symphony sound,

Every gear shift shake the ground.

Brian Music on the track, feel the tires burn,

Cars are a passion, a life we earn.

Fast lane living, no brakes, no fear,

Every car I ride, the dream is here.

From the city streets to the autobahn,

Cars forever, the love lives on.

Riding through the city in the fast lane,

Horsepower loud, feel the gas flame.

From the classics to the new we claim,

Cars in my blood, it’s more than a name.