TNP (Tomorrow Never-Promised) Songtext
von Quelly Woo
TNP (Tomorrow Never-Promised) Songtext
Tomorrow never promised, tomorrow never promised, whoa
Tomorrow never promised, tomorrow never promised, whoa
Oh thank God
Oh thank God that I came up
Just down bad, now we in a Range truck
What′s your problem? Pick your lobster
Spent your rent on new designers
If you want war, try us
Let the .30 sing, opera
Take risks, prosper
'Cause tomorrow never promised
Remember them days I was starving
Now we pull up in stores and they lock doors
Movie, to adore
Chrome Heart, Dior
Uppеd it, no warnings
Baddie, no flaws
She wanna fuck with the thugs
Rеmember them days when they used to ignore us
Intelligence over emotion
Shorty wetter than an ocean
P95, Ruger
I be fuckin′ on a cougar
I'm in traffic, I maneuver
I got fans in Vancouver
Dreaming, Martin Luther
I know it's a whole lotta mils in my future
I′d never show hate
′Cause nobody gonna feel it with me
Walk in the spot and I know it's gon′ reach you
She want a Chanel, I got her Saline
Three bands on the frames and two on the feet
Now they fuckin' with me
But I′m too out of reach
I'm gon′ make it out, give my momma some P's
Up in Ruth Chris, get some shots for the table
Real life, no fable
All of my bitches, graceful
Remember these nights I was thankful
Momma told me to count all my blessings
My obligation to walk with a weapon
If you want it, go get 'em
If you want it, go get ′em
Oh thank God that I came up
Just down bad, now we in a Range truck
What′s your problem? Pick your lobster
Spent your rent on new designers
If you want war, try us
Let the .30 sing, opera
Take risks, prosper
'Cause tomorrow never promised
Oh thank God that I came up
Just down bad, now we in a Range truck
What′s your problem? Pick your lobster
Spent your rent on new designers
If you want war, try us
Let the .30 sing, opera
Take risks, prosper
'Cause tomorrow never promised
Oh thank God
Oh thank God (wait, look)
Tomorrow never promised, tomorrow never promised, whoa
Oh thank God
Oh thank God that I came up
Just down bad, now we in a Range truck
What′s your problem? Pick your lobster
Spent your rent on new designers
If you want war, try us
Let the .30 sing, opera
Take risks, prosper
'Cause tomorrow never promised
Remember them days I was starving
Now we pull up in stores and they lock doors
Movie, to adore
Chrome Heart, Dior
Uppеd it, no warnings
Baddie, no flaws
She wanna fuck with the thugs
Rеmember them days when they used to ignore us
Intelligence over emotion
Shorty wetter than an ocean
P95, Ruger
I be fuckin′ on a cougar
I'm in traffic, I maneuver
I got fans in Vancouver
Dreaming, Martin Luther
I know it's a whole lotta mils in my future
I′d never show hate
′Cause nobody gonna feel it with me
Walk in the spot and I know it's gon′ reach you
She want a Chanel, I got her Saline
Three bands on the frames and two on the feet
Now they fuckin' with me
But I′m too out of reach
I'm gon′ make it out, give my momma some P's
Up in Ruth Chris, get some shots for the table
Real life, no fable
All of my bitches, graceful
Remember these nights I was thankful
Momma told me to count all my blessings
My obligation to walk with a weapon
If you want it, go get 'em
If you want it, go get ′em
Oh thank God that I came up
Just down bad, now we in a Range truck
What′s your problem? Pick your lobster
Spent your rent on new designers
If you want war, try us
Let the .30 sing, opera
Take risks, prosper
'Cause tomorrow never promised
Oh thank God that I came up
Just down bad, now we in a Range truck
What′s your problem? Pick your lobster
Spent your rent on new designers
If you want war, try us
Let the .30 sing, opera
Take risks, prosper
'Cause tomorrow never promised
Oh thank God
Oh thank God (wait, look)
Writer(s): Quelly Woo, Juan Manuel Sandoval Cardona, Jhonny Leandro Sandoval Cardona Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com