Tomorrow ft. Chris E & FatttBastarddd Lyrics

Yea yea yea yea yea

Oh oh oh

Tomorrow ain't promised, tomorrow ain't promised

Tomorrow ain't promised to us

I keep my head high

I keep that fire on my hip cause I got bread now

I'm switching lanes and foreign things and people know my name

I'm switching lanes and foreign things and people know my name

Tomorrow ain't promised to us

I keep my head high

I keep that fire on my hip cause I got bread now

I'm switching lanes and foreign things and people know my name

I'm switching lanes and foreign things and people know my name

I ain't worried about a nigga, can't take nothing from me

I keep that fire on me, 40 on my Hip

When I get to dumping

, I'm ripping up his stomach

I pack my shit and move to Miami, I'm trying to get a Grammy

These niggas pocket watching, they hatin

These niggas cannot stand me

I'm from the gutta

I done put my time in, I'm just trying to stack a couple M's

Bitch, I'm trying to win, I done lost so many niggas

Even dead or in a pin , if this shit don't go my way

I'ma just take it on the chin, I ain't the type to do no bluffing

Everything I spit is real, so many rocks in this AP

When I wear it, it give me chills, I want a house up in the hills

That's just how I feel, tell these labels quit fucking playing

Im tryna sign a deal , yea yea yea

Hottest young nigga can't tell me nothing

No herbo boy, we run it

When I fuck onna bitch, I put dick in her stomach

She say, Damn Taeo, you sumn

Hottest young nigga can't tell me nothing

No herbo, boy, we run it

When I fuck onna bitch, I put dick in her stomach

She say, Damn Taeo, you sumn

Tomorrow ain't promised to us, I keep my head high

I keep that fire on my hip cause I got bread, nah

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name

Tomorrow ain't promised to us, I keep my head high

I keep that fire on my hip cause I got bread, nah

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name

Ever since I started rapping, man, that shit ain't been the same

Got me feeling like I'm Kobe, coach just put me in the game

I ain't wifin nun these bitches, cause I know these bitches anything

I just focus on this music, I swear I'ma give it everything

Give it everything thing I got, i sure won't miss my shot

Came a long way from that block, fuck around and you might get popped

And we made it out the trenches, baby, we ain't really had shit

Ain't no electrician, but these niggas want no static

Tomorrow ain't promised, you and it ain't never a lot of pain

And if I'm being honest, it feel like death been trynna come and get me

Like my first name Giannis , I'm bucking back until the clip is empty

Uppin poles when we Robbin , Get rich or die trying with this 50

I just want you to say you proud of me

I kept it a Fendi , you still went and doubted me

If I'm with you, I show love every day

Free the real, fuck the fake

I don't know if I'ma see my next day

Tomorrow ain't promised to us, I keep my head high

I keep that fire on my hip cause I got bread, nah

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name

I'm switching lanes im foreign things and people know my name

Tomorrow ain't promised to us, I keep my head high

I keep that fire on my hip cause I got bread, nah

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name

I'm switching lanes in foreign things and people know my name