This is a song about "Cruising"

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I'm cruising through this smooth rap

Keep that mouth up and you'll be cruising for a bruising

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

There is a light that shines

And it starts cruising through blue lines

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I'm cruising the dime, trying to get back to my pad in time

Abusing and cruising my rues to myself/

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Low i lost control went off the road when i was cruising

Whilst i'm bruising, cruising,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Whipping and cruising abusing the curve,