[Intro – atmospheric FX, engine start, heartbeat bass under cosmic tone]
Turned the key… and time bent.
4Runner turned 4th dimension.
I ain’t drivin’ — I’m dissolvin’.

[Verse 1 – dreamy, slurred bars with spacey ad-libs]
Dashboard glow like a lunar map
Paint drip look like galaxy sap
Wheels hum slow like a synth pad loop
I shift gears — feel the planet move

High off tabs with the windows low
Sky fold in like a paper show
I don’t see lanes — just sacred signs
Every red light whisper me rhymes

Seat belt tight but my soul on float
4Runner cruisin’ like it got no spokes
Acid kickin’ — wheel feel fake
Turn left hard, then reality break

[Hook – melodic chant, glitchy vocal layers]
This ain’t a car — this a mothership
Through the trees with a solar drip
Bass hit slow like a lunar kiss
I blink once and the world don’t exist

4Runner floatin’ in fractal loops
Speakers sound like divine flutes
Headlights cut through time and dust
I’m not lost — I’m just too much

[Verse 2 – faster pace, more chaotic detail]
Mountain roads fold into kaleidoscope lanes
Pine trees laugh, whisperin’ my name
Gas gauge gone — don’t need fuel
Just ego meltin’ in candy jewel

I see Saturn on my rear cam screen
Crickets speak in a violet beam
My 4Runner grill look like God’s face
Tires kiss stars — I’m outta place

I pass deer that bow in code
Clouds part ways like a strobe light road
I ain’t comin’ down — I’m gear 6 deep
With a blunt in mouth and no more sleep

[Bridge – spoken echo FX, submerged beat]
I saw myself in the rearview wink
Not who I was… not what I think
Just vibes in a leather seat
Talkin’ to ghosts with heated feet

[Hook – repeat w/ added vocal layers and cosmic pads]
This ain’t a car — this a mothership
Through the trees with a solar drip
Bass hit slow like a lunar kiss
I blink once and the world don’t exist

4Runner floatin’ in fractal loops
Speakers sound like divine flutes
Headlights cut through time and dust
I’m not lost — I’m just too much

[Outro – ambient tail, car slowing down, whispering FX]
Pulled up safe…
but different.
Driver’s seat still warm,
but I don’t remember turning.

#RnB #AltRnB #SoundCloudRnB #NeoSoul #SlowJam #VibeMusic #EmotionalBeats #FutureRnB #UndergroundRnB #RONU



4D 4RUNNER

RONU is a NYC-based DJ/producer creating high-energy, percussion-forward edits that blur borders and bend genres. His sound fuses Caribbean riddim, Afro percussion, Jersey Club, Baile Funk, Latin club, Gqom, moombahton, tribal house, and cinematic bass into something raw, rhythmic, and unforgettable.

Built for low ceilings, warehouse smoke, and sweat-slicked dancefloors, RONU’s music is movement-first — a global collision of bounce and grit rooted in diasporic rhythm and street-born instinct.

With over 400 original remixes and edits uploaded to SoundCloud in under a year, RONU has become one of the platform’s fastest-rising underground artists — averaging 80K+ plays per month off pure consistency, sonic pressure, and cultural instinct.

Every track carries his signature: hypnotic chopped vocals, sub-heavy ritualistic drops, and percussion sculpted from African, Latin, and club traditions. There are no fillers — only weapons.

Often compared to producers like Jailo, Rhythm Blend, DEE MAD, and State OFFF, RONU distinguishes himself through cinematic tension, emotional weight, and a visual identity rooted in sacred architecture and tribal futurism. His brand is part underground rave, part ancestral memory.

This page isn’t just a feed. It’s a living archive of global rhythm, digital rebellion, and sonic storytelling.

📈 Over 400 tracks and counting — hit follow and stay in the pressure cycle.

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📩 DM or contact via IG: @ronudontplay
🎧 DJ Mixes: soundcloud.com/ronubb/sets/ronu-mix-series