Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tomorrow (No Win), artist - Bizzle. Album song The Good Fight, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.05.2013
Record label: God Over Money
Song language: English
Tomorrow (No Win) |
Baby, I know your fillin me but hold-up, |
you movin kinda fast, you gonna have to slow your roll-up, |
you so drunk, she said I had a bit to sip but so what, not so what, |
not that you was tippin that Patrone up, with no cup, |
I watched her take the bottle to the head, |
caught the adios and now your tryin to vamonos instead, |
its got ya body goin tryin to hop in someone’s bed, |
and you fire but I’m fighting off the thoughts that’s in my head, |
yeah baby I’m only human, I’ve got some-more improvements, to doin, |
to tell the truth shorty who knows where you been, |
Or I been, the average cat would think if I hit, I win, |
but I’m a Christian so it gets to me when-ever I sin, |
plus you goin regret it, I know you want it |
but I’m sure it’s the Patrone that said it, I know how gone ya head is, |
and plus I hate to take advantage of ya mind state, even if we did end up at my |
place… |
What about tomorrow, |
when you wake-up and you have no-one to love you, |
when that Patrone is out cha system, |
and you feel so… what about tomorrow, |
when I wake up and I realize what I’ve done, |
who wins, there’s no win, no win… |
Na, na, na, now she callin me a square, |
guess she like me better if I knock her down and leave her there, |
but that ain’t me, and I ain’t him, and me no care she think I’m scared, |
for I jump in Satan’s circle I much rather be a square, |
she swear up and down that she sober, |
and she is not affected by the Crown in her cola, |
she Folger, she so up, tore down, tore up, |
and I can easily take her down and get over, |
but I’m bound by Jehovah, to hold her, close-n-entertain her, |
and keep her with me so she don’t go roll-up on some stranga, |
and offer up her body, and they’ll say I’m a hatea, |
but had it been they sista, then they’d be like thanks bro, |
see I don’t mind the hatred, long as my God is saying he proud of how I played |
it, |
servin’s my occupation, so, how could I do it clear consciously, |
knowing she ain’t in the state of mind to think… |
What about tomorrow, |
when you wake-up and you have no-one to love you, |
when that Patrone is out cha system, and you feel so… what about tomorrow, |
when I wake up and I realize what I’ve done, who wins, there’s no win, no win |