Cam’ron - Tomorrow lyrics

Uh, Killa (Killa) , yo
You got to wonder, man
What is all this shit really worth
You know what I mean? (Uh, uh, uh)
If you ain't got ya man here to share it with
Yo (Fucked up man) , yo

I been on both sides of burglaries
Guns out and choked up
Man, this shit'll get you choked up
I done been shot at, got at, back-stabbed
Coked up almost doped up, but had no guts
So I pimp all these ho sluts
When they period come, it get slow
But so what? I got big plans to blow up
I'ma love this year, but Blood ain't here
We would puff grass, plus hash, cut class
To fuck ass, dough, we had enough cash
Little cats, he would see y'all dreams
Eighteen with the three-eighteen
That's Blood y'all (Blood, y'all)
He had hot gear, rocks, yeah
Now that he's not here
I feel that it's not fair
Fuck see him at the crossroads
Wanna see him drive across road, poor, stole
Then floss mo', had to tell a few niggas
"My man was a hell of a nigga"
Swell with the triggers
Whatever ethnic problem dog, better check it
Little Cam, it's just Bloodshed resurrected
Death to birth, "logic" I said
Four months, got him some head
Right in the bed
Listen, dog, I'm beyond dead
This ain't even me spittin'
This Derek Michael Armstead

For my fam, keep it up, those that fell
Pick them up keep it here, that's what's up
Tomorrow's not promised
To my streets, hold it down, all these hoes
Hold your ground let's not wait, get it
Now, tomorrow's not promised, no
(Yo, yo)

I never had fights in rings
I just had fight for rings
Ice and bling, I done spent nights in bings
Now I realized Christ the King
Ain't no righteous thing
But how I get the right to sing?
And the streets be talking like Donahue
Clowns, they belong on Comic View
That's why the feds onto you
When they form they assembly's
You stuck on the block like
The Ave got parentheses
'Cause everybody got a war story (Shit)
I swear to God, I hear more and more stories
(Damn) i'm in Jersey, the crib four stories
Add a fifth one in case
The fourth one bore me (Killa)
I done ran through the NBCs cBSs, 3GSs, VVSs
Baguettes, princess cuts, diamond layers
And I never said I'm a player
But I been down with messy action
Similar to Jessie Jackson, regret what happen
Ma kept resisting (Resisting)
I had to bounce with my shipment
I'm scared of commitment
I'm a hustler, work in the closet
Work in the kitchen, outside
Working them pigeons work on the block
Even put in work with the Glock
Work on the toilet, I'ma workaholic

For my fam, keep it up, those that fell
Pick them up keep it here, that's what's up
Tomorrow's not promised
To my streets, hold it down, all these hoes
Hold your ground let's not wait, get it
Now, tomorrow's not promised, no
For my fam, keep it up, those that fell
Pick them up keep it here, that's what's up
Tomorrow's not promised
To my streets, hold it down, all these hoes
Hold your ground let's not wait, get it
Now, tomorrow's not promised, no

Yeah, get it now, get it now, oh, yeah
Get it up, get it up, get it up, come on
Come on
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah (Tomorrow is never)
Get it now, get it now, get it now
(Tomorrow is not promised) get it now
(Get it now) , get it now (Get it now) , oh
Get it now tomorrow, yeah, yeah
(Tomorrow is never promised)
Keep it up, keep it up, keep it up
(Send your love today)
Get your life today, yeah oh oh oh (Come on)