Lude

Yo, it’s Lude in my lane, he the king of the street,

On a bike lookin’ fine, leather clingin’ to his seat.

He my day 1 rider, always down for the cause,

Got me blushin’ in a snap, got me breakin’ all laws.

Voice like velvet, I be meltin’ when he speak,

Every word he say got my knees feelin’ weak.

Yeah, he fire, he the type to light a fuse,

Whole world slow-mo when he walk in the room.

Tattooed dreams, got that danger appeal,

He don’t even try — and still keep it real.

If he want it, he can get it, ain’t no shame in my game,

Boy you Lude with that charm, now say my name.

I’d let him hit it, no cap, no lie,

Ain’t no angel, but for him I’d testify.

This ain’t a phase, it’s a full-time mood,

So pull up, take the keys, let’s ride, Lude