Secret Life at 160

[Verse 1]
Cash in a backpack
Title in the glovebox, tags half-hanging
Dealer said "ride safe"
I just heard the pipes start bragging
Full-face helmet
Sticker on the back say "born too fast"
Phone on airplane
Whole other me when I twist that gas
Mom think I'm at work late
She don't see the jacket in the stairway dripping
Tucked plate, black tape
Every other exit got me lane-splitting
Redline heartbeat
White lines blur, I'm threading through the traffic
Pray I get home first
Before she ever gotta hear that siren static
[Chorus]
I'm living a secret life, 160 on the dash (skrrt)
If she saw the way I ride, it would break her in half
She think I'm clocking in, but I'm racing with the sky
Buying time on this bike
Got my mom scared I'm gonna die
(yeah, yeah)
Secret life, 160 on the dash
Smile at the table, then I ghost in a flash
Air in my lungs feel sharper than the night
I only feel alive when I'm risking my life
[Verse 2]
Backroad blackout
Only thing I see is the visor glare
Left hand two fingers
Salute to a stranger who was never there
Tags from the toll road
Camera caught a ghost in a leather suit
Government letter
Name on the photo but it can't be proved
Group chat lying
"Signal dead, I'm crashing on a friend's old couch"
Truth is flying
Knees on the tank, every fear too loud
Thought of my mama
Face in her hands if the call come through
I keep saying "last time"
Then I hear that idle, and I'm gone like phew
[Chorus]
I'm living a secret life, 160 on the dash (ayy)
If she saw the way I ride, it would break her in half
She think I'm clocking in, but I'm racing with the sky
Buying time on this bike
Got my mom scared I'm gonna die
Secret life, 160 on the dash
Smile at the table, then I ghost in a flash
Air in my lungs feel sharper than the night
I only feel alive when I'm risking my life (yeah)
[Bridge]
What happens when the luck runs out?
Will they say I "loved the thrill" in the paper?
Or will they talk about the boy she raised
Who kept a second set of keys by the prayer book later?
I don't know, I just lean, I just lean
Every corner feel closer to the line
Tell myself "slow down"
Then I hear that engine sing one more time (one more time)

rap, Dark melodic trap, swung hi-hats and booming low-end, eerie bell synth loop. Verses in a tight, breathy double-time flow; hook opens up with sing-rap melody and stacked ad-libs. Sudden drops before key lines to spotlight the vocal, with distant siren FX and low choir pads for drama. Male vocals, slightly pitched for a woozy, late-night feel.