Cruisin' (feat. Trev the Rhymer)

Cruising, cruising, cruising, we moving
Cruising, cruising, cruising, you losing
Cruising cruising cruising you stupid
Cruising cruising cruising

With a bag of bars and a bag of rhymes
Imma bag the whole game in record time
Skillful arsenal to break the line
Dodging curses like I'm dodging mines
U a sluggish nigga, you ain't got a spine
Tryna walk around like you know the grind
Always talking front but get left behind
Chill with 10s and we carry nines
Eight mile inspired all the thoughts in my mind
With seven niggas who don't need a sign
To come alive in the night time
In your top 6 i'm in the first five
From 4 tracks and maybe 3 flows
Getting 2 hoes for each amigo
One taking all of my raps like Stephen Curry on the free throws

Moon shining, windows down
Roll with a pack of some bloodhounds
Car flying but we on the ground
Coz we roll with a bag of that eight pound
Freestyling with surround sound
Man, we treating the booth like a playground
Every silver lining has a dark cloud
So it's our time on the throne now
Cruising, moving, past the bullshit with music
Cruising, moving, past the bullshit with music
Cruising, moving, past the bullshit with music
We love the life that we choosing cause of rap, weed and some boobies