

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Got my keys on a carabiner Grease on my hands, still a dreamer Late night runs to the parts store I’m in the bay till my back’s sore Phone out, they say “you just pose” Laugh at the pics, they don’t know Every spec, every torque, every line I built this thing with my bare spine [Chorus] Real as the rubber on the road I ride Real as the callus on my hand tonight They see a face, they don’t see the grind You don’t know me, you don’t know my drive Real as the rubber on the road I ride Real as the hours that I sacrifice You see a girl, I see a finish line You don’t know me, you don’t know my drive (my drive) [Verse 2] Scroll past clips of the fake talk Same three stats, same staged walk Say they “love speed” but they flinch smoke I hear one rev and I know it’s a joke You ask “who tuned it for you?” Like I ain’t under that hood too Got scars on my arm from the last swap Say my name when the light drops [Chorus] Real as the rubber on the road I ride Real as the callus on my hand tonight They see a face, they don’t see the grind You don’t know me, you don’t know my drive Real as the rubber on the road I ride Real as the hours that I sacrifice You see a girl, I see a finish line You don’t know me, you don’t know my drive [Rap – Male Feature] Pulled up talkin’ like she just a prop in the frame Til she pop the hood, now they all droppin’ their claims She got numbers in her notes, tire pressures, gains You got filters, she got fuel maps locked in her brain You was laughin’ at her nails, she was gapin’ your time You was talkin’ ‘bout her body, she was dialin’ in lines Ain’t a trend, it’s a lifestyle, late nights, grime Y’all cosplay, she the blueprint, read that sign Ask her “who taught you?” — experience did From the scrap yard hustle to the first big win So when you doubt her, you just tell on yourself ‘Cause a real car girl never need your help (nah) [Bridge] Don’t call me “baby” at the meet Call me by the plate you can’t beat Say my lap, say my lane, say my time If you can’t, then get out of my light [Chorus] Real as the rubber on the road I ride Real as the callus on my hand tonight They see a face, they don’t see the grind You don’t know me, you don’t know my drive Real as the rubber on the road I ride Real as the hours that I sacrifice You see a girl, I see a finish line You don’t know me, you don’t know my drive (my drive)
Tags
rap, Silky R&B over a punchy, ethereal beat at 100 BPM: airy pads, soft bell plucks, warm sub, and tight rimshots. Female vocals lead—smoky low register on verses, floating head voice on the hook, stacked harmonies on the title line. Male rap feature drops in with a slightly darker filter and drier vocal, then beat swells back with reverb throws into the final hook. Subtle reverse fx and distant vocal chops between sections to keep it hypnotic., fake, female vocals, r&b
3:04
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2/11/2026