Tom Cruising

Just dropped the album
Now they fiending for another shipment
Tom cruising in a 6 through your city on another mission
Rolling loud in someone's subdivision
With his bitch riding shotgun
She leave you then that's her decision
My nigga hate the game and hate to play us in it
Just don't hate the players in
I hope they offended
Naked women tiptoe around the crib
That's the way I'm living
I been on a wave I plan to stay consistent
Still don't need they assistance
Nigga fuck all the comparisons and all they predictions
It's still a lot of shit to say before I pray for forgiveness

Now bitches think that we label mates
Tell me I'm stingy with my 808's
Like I don't know that shit?
Now that it's labels all on my heals like some ankle weights
I gotta change the pace
The tables turned dawg
You just happened to stay in place
Yeah
If life was spades this is how it'd feel to play an ace
Foreign car
Crib came with gates
The Europeans have amazing taste
Coppin all the shit that ain't in states
They copy all the shit I do they shit jus ain't as great
Everything is A-1 now we can raise the stakes
I be watching all these niggas make the same mistakes
On a daily base



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Writer(s): Timothy Wilson
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