[Intro Hook]

Skoob on the way, with a plan, gotta hustle,

Riko in the back, got that build-up muscle.

(Yeah) We soaring high, like an eagle in the sky,

Living on the edge, no fear, just fly!

[Verse 1]

Cruisin’ in the ride, bass bumpin’ like the tide,

Streetlights flicker, yeah, we got nothin’ to hide,

Secrets in the trunk, under a velvet cloth,

Adrenaline rush, ain't no time for a pause.

[Pre-Drop]

Got my mind on the mission, no room for detention,

Riko's waitin’, feel that tension’s extension.

Every turn’s a pump, every mile’s a thrill,

Chasin’ that vibe, no time to stand still.

[Drop: Trap Break]

Skoob’s got the product, Riko’s ready to roll,

Two kings in the game, yeah, we’re takin’ control.

[Verse 2]

Neon signs flash as we zoom through the street,

Adrenaline high, got the world at our feet.

Window down low, wind whippin’ through hair,

Life’s a rollercoaster, we gon’ ride without care.

[Build-Up]

Heartbeat syncs, with the rhythm of the day,

Cruisin’ for the high, in this unfiltered sway.

Riko's like a shadow, always close by,

Together we thrive, just a duo on the fly.

[Spoken Word]

"Yo, Skoob. Just remember, trust the grind,

In this maze we call life, you gotta seek and find."

[Verse 3]

Pullin’ up soon, to the drop-off end,

Riko flashing smiles, all the bad times bend.

We’ve hustled through the nights, shades on at dawn,

When the world says stop, we keep pushin’ on.

[Silent Interlude]

[Pause beats, whispers of the night]

[Freestyle Breakdown]

Yeah, Skoob got plans, never just throwin’ dice,

Riko knows what's up, he’s the one, the spice.

In this wild parade, we dance to our own drum,

A fistful of dreams, in this life, we come.

[Chorus Lift]

Skoob on the way, with a plan, gotta hustle,

Riko by my side, through the storm, through the bustle.

Adrenaline thrives, ain't no seconds to borrow,

We ride through the night, chasing our tomorrow.

[Outro: Fade-Out]

The wheels keep spinnin', the night’s in our eyes,

Skoob and Riko, just reachin’ for the skies.

Yeah, we livin’ life, like it’s all in the plans,

In a world full of colors, we mold 'em with our hands.

[End]