No Tomorrow

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Da Crook - Rap, Canada

No Tomorrow

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[Intro] HAAH CHYUHHH I said Imma live my life like no tomorrow Seen a lotta n**gas lose they life before they ball HAAH BAAPP BAAP BAAP You know what I'm sayin' (You know we rockin' n**ga) Why n**gas hatin' on the kid what Can't stop, n**ga (Fuck it) I won't stop, you know what I'm sayin' (BAAP BAAP BAAP) [Chorus (x2)] Imma live my life like no tomorrow Seen a lotta n**gas lose they life before they ball And when it's dem times, I know just who I can call That's why I love my n**gas swifter than might risk it all [Verse #1] I can't trust a bitch, I trust my stove She can't break my heart I'm too busy breaking bricks down the O's Money over all except my bros So sick, how I want gang Broad day, wipe ya nose Horses in the whip, I hit that gas And that bitch giddy up Back-to-Back foreigns, Yonge Street Fuck the city up Diamonds worth ya life Don't pay that price, know how we give it up Hollows hit 'em up Bet he cough half of his liver up I switch it up, no stock gang Prolly do the dash Blicky'd up, one false move Prolly smoke yo' ass Pick it up, drive it 'cross town And collect the cash Lift it up, spin that shit round Then she dropped that ass She know I'm getting to it They ain't much to talk about Loss of words, it's just dick That go inside her mouth She don't respect her spouse He get dashed Way up like a fuckin' blouse We won't see a drought Plug got bricks all up inside the house Rap cage, she fuckin' with me Then she payin' that way My demons giving headtaps You won't get your hat grazed Tryna run off with my loot You won't get your back grazed Bullets knock throughout your Goose If I let that Mac spray Fuck It, tell him how I hit 'em with that black gauge He was boomin', now he's cropped out You can call him Backpage If a n**ga diss my set, he won't die from old age Execute him in these streets like the shit the Stone Age [Chorus (x2)] Imma live my life like no tomorrow Seen a lotta n**gas lose they life before they ball And when it's dem times, I know just who I can call That's why I love my n**gas swifter than might risk it all [Outro] YUH

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  • Da Crook