Tomorrow

Telling my dad I miss the fam
That's how it is
Anxious bout my plan
But I keep writing in the crib
Cause my stress is fictitious
I'm blessed but life's vicious
Cause everybody switches
For the checks and the bitches
Oh

Tomorrow is not promised
So I do all this
In hopes that I make a hit
I keep telling my family that I'll stay honest
Tho I'm far from getting known
But I feel it coming quick
And soon I'm coming home
A villain on the throne
They all say they up next
They can't make a decent song
Don't know what to say
When they ask What shit I'm on
I ain't got drugs in my body but I still come out strong
They know me
I got plenty skills like the OGs
She want us to be drunk
Tell her no need
Plant a seed and see me live my fantasy

I've had this big dream ever since 16
Used to run after the ice cream truck
Now the sweetness we want is from the bitches that we fuck
But the stitches never heal
Cause that shits never enough
I spit whenever it's rough
Police would rather shoot than use cuffs
So we puff all the stuff they call drugs
I'd rather say I like you cause I'm scared to say I love you
With them boys we cool
But we can scrap if they want too
What my homie say is so true
Niggas want no beef
Until they cook it up in the stu
But I never lose focus on my craft
Ima put my city on the map
Thinking bout my past
So I record all my worries on the track

Tomorrow is not promised
So I do all this
In hopes that I make a hit
I keep telling my close ones that I'll stay honest
Tho I'm far from getting known
But I feel it coming quick
And soon I'm coming home
A villain on the throne
They all say they up next
They can't make a decent song
Don't know what to say
When they ask What shit I'm on
I ain't got drugs in my body but I still come out strong
They know me
I got plenty skills like the OGs
She want us to be drunk
Tell her no need
Plant a seed and see me live my fantasy



Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Carrenard-tremblay
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