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de’rell – no tomorrow lyrics

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a whole lot of pressure
we roll up a whole lot of pressure
i’m rollin
dese hoes i don’t stress em
i’m chasin that doe
counting blessing
i cool wit yo hoe on the regular
smoking good dope on the regular
i am not like you at all
i’m on go better catch up
i swear to god i cannot let up
hit from the back got that hoe on the strecture
we stackin the cash & we payin the lesser
milly forever just watch us get richer
can’t roll wit to many these lamеs be extra
envy & jealous thеy gone try to test you
but f+ck all them n+ggas we plot on the next move
i hit the gas & that’s when i go goku
cut off that hoe man that lil hoe was old news
swear when you got it they all say they know you
or at least when they think you got it
they follow
pray that my fam can stay good & be all cool

we finna ball out like it ain’t no tomorrow

we finna ball out like it ain’t no tomorrow

my mama then seen all the pain & the sorrow

pray that my fam can stay good & be all cool

we finna ball out like it ain’t no tomorrow

we finna ball out like it ain’t no tomorrow

my mama then seen all the pain & the sorrow

applying this pressure
we smoking this pressure
that money it stay on my mind
these hoes iont stress em
i rather get rich off investing
i know that it’s mine
you say that’s yo hoe & you lien
i f+ck on that b+tch all the time
but we keep that sht on the low
i can’t see you lil n+ggas
you swear i was blind

aye
while you complaining
my n+ggas be hustling
& no we ain’t stopping till errbody flooded
& we still hustle
aye
b+tches they want me to love em
i swear that’s when i switch the subject
aye
only make time for the cash
& the fam
for dem it can get ugly
rip fingaz
& uncle kp
i swear it’s a whole lot of jealousy
aye
we run it up with the recipe
og got felonies
i do this sht till the death of me
hearing my grandmama tellin don’t trust these hoes
& may my granny rest in peace
say these n+ggas ain’t ya peeps
they catch you lackin in the streets
pray that my fam can stay good & be all cool
we finna ball out like it ain’t no tomorrow x2
my mama then seen all the pain & the sorrow

applying this pressure
we smoking this pressure
that money it stay on my mind
these hoes iont stress em
i rather get rich off investing
i know that it’s mine
you say that’s yo hoe & you lien
i f+ck on that b+tch all the time
but we keep that sht on the low
i can’t see you lil n+ggas
you swear i was blind



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