Night Mode

Night mode on, don’t need no map. Lights cut deep, I don’t look back. Bass like fire, hands on steel. I don’t chase, I grip the wheel. Night mode on, don’t need no map. Lights cut deep, I don’t look back. Bass like fire, hands on steel. I don’t chase, I grip the wheel. City glows like veins in chrome. Signals gone, but I ride alone. No brakes, no lies, no code. Just my lane and overload. Neon drip from mirrored glass. Pop can scream as I fly past. Street is the stage, engine’s the voice. I don’t wait, I make the noise. Night don’t need no map. Lights cut deep, I don’t look back. Bass like fire, hands on steel. I don’t chase, I grip the wheel. Grip the Tunnels echo, tires slide. Speed and silence, side by side. I’m the glitch behind the beat. Motion locked in every street. No signs, no rules, just code. Drop so loud it breaks the roads. Exhale smoke on every spark. Own the night, I drive the dark. Night don’t need no map. Lights cut deep, I don’t look back. Bass like fire, hands on steel. I don’t chase, I grip the wheel. Wheel.