Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Day After Tomorrow, artist - Maino. Album song Day After Tomorrow, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.02.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Entertainment One
Song language: English
Day After Tomorrow |
Look, I’m not the dude that I used to be |
Not the dog from the hood on the block that you used to see |
Life changed now, things ain’t what they used to be |
Fans wanna touch me, the industry is new to me |
Gettin' deeper, this life I’m addicted |
Caught up in this world, I’m a fiend, no prescription |
Used to be a crook, now I feel like I’m a victim |
What happened to the old names, people say they miss them |
Maybe I’m a hypocrite, I’ve been on some different shit |
Said I wouldn’t change but I did, I’m admittin' it |
Guess I wasn’t ready for that fame and exposure |
People taking pictures gettin' richer can’t slow up |
Hopin' for tomorrow, tomorrow really came |
Sittin' in that jail cell, it was just a dream |
It was just a dream that turned into reality |
Find myself slippin' tryin' to hold to reality |
It was just a dream, money and the fame |
Hopin' for tomorrow, tomorrow really came |
Don’t tell me that I changed, I’m still Jermaine |
The day after tomorrow, tomorrow really came |
The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow |
Yeah, I made it, yea, look |
I made it, got away from drugs and gunshots |
Standing on the beach far away from range drops |
Look at me loungin', girls drop blouses |
Back to the club, gettin' drunk spendin' thousands |
In and out of sport cars, baby this the fast life |
Sittin' in the hotel, reflectin' on my past life |
Used to key work in a jacket on my jean suit |
Now I’m in the press, whilin' out, catchin' lawsuits |
Shoot for the stars, my mother always told me |
But she ain’t prepare me for this life with my homies |
Tryin' to stay real in the industry that’s fake |
I ain’t tryina sell my soul but I’m tryina get this cake |
Tryin' to get it done, seven room mansion |
Parties by the pool, model bitches dancin' |
It was just a dream, fame is what I paid for |
How can I complain, it’s the life that I prayed for |