RIDE IT LIKE I STOLE IT

VERSE 1 Yeah, I’m rollin’ through the block on my brand‑new SE. Chrome frame hittin’ sunlight like it’s flexin’ with me. Pedals hittin’ double‑time, wheels cuttin’ the breeze— Kids stare, grown folks glare, like “Who is he?” I’m just vibin’ with the pavement, every crack is a beat. Handlebars steady twitchin’ like they’re feelin’ the heat. Got the city on my back, got the wind in my teeth— Every push, every pull, man, it sets me free. PRE-CHORUS I don’t need no car, no chain, no key. Just the road, my bike, and the rhythm in me. CHORUS I ride it like I stole it— New SE, yeah, the whole block know it. Pedal to the metal, let the back wheel show it. If the street got a crown, then I’m here to own it. I ride it like I stole it— Chrome so clean that the sun might blow it. Every turn I take, yeah, the whole world slowin’. New SE bike, and I’m out here glowin’. VERSE 2 Hit a wheelie down the alley, let the back tire sing. Neighbors peekin’ out the window like “This dude’s a king.” Chain glintin’ like a necklace when the sunlight swings— Every ride feel electric, like I’m plugged in the mains. Got the city as my playground, concrete as my stage. Every block is a verse, every turn is a page. I ain’t runnin’ from nothin’, I’m just ridin’ my rage— New SE got me feelin’ like I broke out the cage. PRE-CHORUS I don’t need no car, no chain, no key. Just the road, my bike, and the rhythm in me. CHORUS I ride it like I stole it— New SE, yeah, the whole block know it. Pedal to the metal, let the back wheel show it. If the street got a crown, then I’m here to own it. I ride it like I stole it— Chrome so clean that the sun might blow it. Every turn I take, yeah, the whole world slowin’. New SE bike, and I’m out here glowin’. BRIDGE Grip tight—lean right— Street lights flash bright. No brakes—no fright— Pedal hard all night. This ride is my freedom, my pulse, my fight. New SE bike got me feelin’ so right. FINAL CHORUS I ride it like I stole it— New SE, yeah, the whole block know it. Pedal to the metal, let the back wheel show it. If the street got a crown, then I’m here to own it. I ride it like I stole it— Chrome so clean that the sun might blow it. Every turn I take, yeah, the whole world slowin’. New SE bike, and I’m out here glowin’. ---