[Intro]
Soft neon glow, kettle-curling air, city sighs
[Verse 1]
In the chair he sits, a crown of calm, phone to his ear
Purple tee, black denim drape, street-smart, no fear
Posters line the wall like gradients of the night
He's talking cool, letting the moment set the vibe just right
[Pre-Chorus]
Feet show a rhythm to the road outside
Voice is smooth, like a low-profile guide
[Chorus]
Hey, keep it flowing, keep it clean
In the chair where the city gleams
Chasing the quiet in a loud, bright scene
He’s got the pulse, he’s got the mean
[Verse 2]
Barber blades whisper, but his gaze stays wide
Urban poetry in a cup of pride
The walls remember every style that’s been seen
But today’s a signature, subtle and lean
[Pre-Chorus]
Clock ticks softly, time slows down
He smiles at the screen, a silvered crown
[Chorus]
Hey, keep it flowing, keep it clean
In the chair where the city gleams
Chasing the quiet in a loud, bright scene
He’s got the pulse, he’s got the mean
[Bridge]
Buttons glow, mirrors hold the night
A quiet swagger in plain sight
[Chorus]
Hey, keep it flowing, keep it clean
In the chair where the city gleams
Chasing the quiet in a loud, bright scene
He’s got the pulse, he’s got the mean
[Outro]
Phone hum fades, the buzzer sighs
Purple, black, and city skies
A moment logged in neon hues, he exits wise
