(G-funk synths whining, slow bounce, trunk rattlin’) [Hook] Kona and Red, red rags in the wind Two wheels, one road, where the trouble begin Blunt smoke curl, streetlights dim Wild night livin’, but we ridin’ to win If it go left, we right back in line Ten toes down, that’s blood not time Sun come up, we ghosts by then Just two young kings tryna make it back in [Verse 1] It was 10:45, porch light flicker on low Mama think I’m sleep, but I’m lacin’ my DC's to go Phone buzz twice—Red like “slide, it’s time” Kona on the corner with the bikes, both primed Red rag tied, hang loose off the bar Chrome pegs flash when we push from the yard Neighborhood hummin’, that North West breeze Pine trees whisper, smell loud in the trees Hit the skate park, wheels kiss concrete Kickflip echoes, bassline heartbeat Shorties posted up, speakers knockin’ that funk We pass one around, now the whole crew sunk Eyes half-mast but the vision stay clear Two wolves in the night, ain’t no room for fear Kona laugh loud, Red roll one more “Tonight gon’ be one we don’t talk about, for sure” [Hook] Kona and Red, red rags in the wind Two wheels, one road, where the trouble begin Blunt smoke curl, streetlights dim Wild night livin’, but we ridin’ to win If it go left, we right back in line Ten toes down, that’s blood not time Sun come up, we ghosts by then Just two young kings tryna make it back in [Verse 2] 11:30, party crackin’ off 72nd and 109th Backyard lit, everybody feelin’ alright G-funk slide out the window, low ride bounce But we on BMX, still kings of the route Red dap Kona—“watch my back if it’s weird” “Always,” he grin, that loyalty clear Cup in the hand, but the eyes stay sharp You can feel when the tension start creepin’ in dark Dudes from the other side mean-muggin’ the fit Red rag swingin’, yeah they clockin’ the drip One bump turn shove, turn chaos real fast Kona take a swing, Red cover his back Dust in the air, fists fly, shoes scrape Music still playin’ while the whole yard shake We ain’t start it, but we end what we in Two against many, still we walk out grinnin’ [Hook] Kona and Red, red rags in the wind Two wheels, one road, where the trouble begin Blunt smoke curl, streetlights dim Wild night livin’, but we ridin’ to win If it go left, we right back in line Ten toes down, that’s blood not time Sun come up, we ghosts by then Just two young kings tryna make it back in [Verse 3] 12:40, alley meet, low voices and cash Quick little deal, then we ghost in a flash Sirens sing far, but we know that tune Pedal to the metal, under half-cut moon Kona check Red—“you good?” “I’m straight” Chain still swingin’, heart still race Laugh through the pain, knuckles split but proud Young and alive, we ain’t lost in the crowd Back through the park, same spot, same trees Smoke one more just to level the breeze Talk about life like we bigger than this Dreams in the dark, sealed tight with a fist “Someday we out,” Red say with a nod “Till then we ride,” Kona look to the stars Two shadows glide as the sky turn gray Beatin’ the sun, gotta fade away (Outro spoken, low, smooth) Tires slow roll… birds start singin’ Porch light still on… world ain’t ringin’ Sneak in quiet, no creak, no sound Another wild night, still holdin’ it down Hook (soft reprise) Kona and Red… yeah we made it again Before the sun rise, we fade with the wind Loyalty loud, even when life thin Just two best friends tryna make it back in.
