[Intro] Yeah... Late night. Windows down. Let it ride. [Verse 1] City lights dancing on the hood tonight, bassline talking while we roll through the lights. No destination, we just follow the sound, every block got a memory buried in the ground. Old-school soul with a brand-new shine, Rhodes in the back and the bass right on time. I don't need much, just a beat and a lane, some things never change even when they rearrange. [Hook] Westside after dark, we let the city spark. Ride slow, feel that groove, nothing left to prove. [Verse 2] Golden hour faded into midnight blue, streetlights painting everything a different hue. Bass in the trunk, conversation low, let the rhythm tell the story everywhere we go. I learned that peace ain't something you can buy, sometimes it's just good music underneath a quiet sky. No pressure on the clock, no race tonight, just another long ride underneath the city lights. [Hook] Westside after dark, we let the city spark. Ride slow, feel that groove, nothing left to prove. [Bridge] Ride... Slow... Let the bassline talk. [Final Hook] Westside after dark, we let the city spark. Ride slow, feel that groove, nothing left to prove.
