Kevin Gates - Tomorrow (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kevin Gates - Tomorrow (en) Lyrics
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I'm goin' out a real nigga
Bread winner business
Shoutout to Baltimore
My H come out of Maryland, see
Bitch I'm from Maryland
Panoramic roof on my new
Altima no Maserati
Low key in a rental boo so
please don't tell nobody
She just tapped her homegirl 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
Rest in peace to Lil Amp - bout it
Boy throwin' 4's in the south
Street nigga step team really pack
gats, gold's in the mouth
Momma told me never hit a women
but i bat hoes in the mouth
Make the trap roll in a drought
Get the pack goin' on the route
Talkin' that money shit
I'm too intelligent
Flip on my flip then
I jump in a bucket
When I'm in Cali you
know I be thuggin'
I've been shot without a bad leg
Me and Cre Cre in Compton coolin'
On Caress Ave eatin' crab legs
Bread Winner business
Excuse me girl I'm on a lot of
drugs I'm out my body, lord
Lightning 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,
baggin' coke rebellious
Take 'em to trial, no backin' down
The Luca comes out the day I'ma smile
All praise to Allah
The limbs blowing loud,
my faith in the clouds
Legal tender we tippin' on strippers
that’s my way of giving
back, stay out my business
Walk like a general goin' organic,
investin' in diamonds
they made out of minerals
I'm with my niggas Starlito
I kill for you
My heart droppin' knowledge
in interviews
My grandmother told me that someones
gonna love me the others
gonna try to get rid of you
They call me Jesus, I speak the truth
Got a ramen roof on my new
Altima no Maserati
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