Kevin Gates - Tomorrow lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

I'm goin' out a real nigga

Bread winna business

Shout out to Baltimore

My H2 models Maryland State

Bitch, I'm from Maryland

(Hook)

Got a ramen roof on my new Ultima no Maserati

Low key in a rental bu so please don't tell nobody

She just tapped her hom egirl look girl there go Luca Brasi

Excuse me bae I'm on a lot of drugs I'm out my body, lord

I swear I'm out my body lord

Look, please don't talk inside the car

This depression get the best of me

I'm in my thoughts, I don't want to talk until tomorrow

(Verse)

Rest in peace to Lil F

Boy throwing fours in the south

Street nigga step team really pack gats, gold's in the mouth

Mama told me neva hit a women but I bat hoes in the mouth

Make the trap roll in a drought

Get the pack going on the route

Talkin' that money shit I'm 2 intelligent

Flip on my flip then I jump in a bucket

When I'm in Cali ya know I be thuggin'

I've been shot without a bad leg

Me and Crae Crae in Compton cooling

On Caress Ave eating crab legs

I'm going out a real nigga

Bread Winner business

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Lightnin' fast from the left jab make the right, damn he throw pressure

Man, I don’t need no effort, make the coke measure

Treat the hoe special, bagging coke rebellious

Take 'em to trial, no backing down

The Luca comes out the day I'ma smile

All praise to Allah

The limbs blowin' loud, my faith in the clouds

Legal tender we tipping on strippers it's my way of keeping 'em out my business

Walk like a general going organic, investing in diamonds they made out of minerals

I'm wit my niggas Starlito I kill fo' ya

My heart dropping knowledge in interviews

My grand-motha told me that someone's

Going to luv me the othas going to try to get rid of ya

They call me Jesus, I speak the truth

(Hook)