[Verse 1] Knocked down from the start, yeah you know that Hand-me-down shoes, tryna grow fast Bent rims on the whip, but we rode past Every line that they drew, we would blow past (yeah) Same scars, same streets we were stuck in Same fights, same nights, same trouble we jumped in You laughed like nothin' could touch you You said, "If we crash, bro, it's us two" [Chorus] You lived hard, you rode so fast Best friends ran wild, now you part of my past Gone too young, but you still in my chest Missed like hell, never lay you to rest You ain't forgotten, you carved your name In the dirt, in my heart, in the side of my brain 'Til the road runs out, 'til my time ends I’ll be riding with you, I’ll see you again (see you again) [Verse 2] First tat in the kitchen with the cheap ink Burnt rubber on the backroads, we ain’t think Talk big, talk plans, how we’d get rich Then life threw a curve, hit you real quick I still scroll through your pics when the night hits Talk to your name on the stone like you might shift Mom asks, "You okay?" I just play tough But the truth is, bro, it still hurts too much (yeah) [Chorus] You lived hard, you rode so fast Best friends ran wild, now you part of my past Gone too young, but you still in my chest Missed like hell, never lay you to rest You ain't forgotten, you carved your name In the dirt, in my heart, in the side of my brain 'Til the road runs out, 'til my time ends I’ll be riding with you, I’ll see you again [Bridge] Every crash on the news, I freeze up (freeze) Every engine I hear, I breathe once Say a prayer, say your name, then I ease up But the seat by my side stays cleaned up If there’s roads in the sky where the pain ends Keep a lane, save a space for your day-one friend [Chorus] You lived hard, you rode so fast Best friends ran wild, now you part of my past Gone too young, but you still in my chest Missed like hell, never lay you to rest You ain't forgotten, you carved your name In the dirt, in my heart, in the side of my brain 'Til the road runs out, 'til my time ends I’ll be riding with you, I’ll see you again (again)

rap, Moody guitar loop over deep, knocking drums, male vocals. Intimate, close-mic verses with storytelling delivery; hook opens wider with layered chant-style ad-libs and a lifted, melodic topline. Sub bass glues the low end, subtle pads on the hook for emotion, slight tape saturation on the whole mix for grit.

See You Again, Brock