[Verse 1: Tommy Cash]
I could draw in my cheek
Need some pills I could swallow
When I flush my face in the sink
You're my shadow, he always want a scar
Talking me about your cash
I always skip my rebuttal
My glasses like throw glass
How your ideals? I see aura
Wanna big black horse like Zorro
My girl keeps saying that it's not though
Have you ever seen that ass, with the remote control for the auto, yeah
Always been so skinny
“But where's the rest?”
When I'm with another can always bluff, never blessed

[Bridge: Tommy Cash]
Hood ass boy, yeah, came from my slumber
Who's that boy? He is dating your mama
Hood ass boy, yeah, came from my slumber
Who's that boy? He is dating your mama

[Verse 2: Tommy Cash]
Your parents may cry
But I'm a great player
Play my cassette player
Off the system, off the radars
I can play with the stars
My ride shall be high with anchors
Before it all crumbles
I guess it's break 'em or make 'em
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