If Tomorrow's Not Here (feat. Twelve'len)

Lights out!

If tomorrow's not here, I write down all of my worst fears

Fear of loss, fear of change, fear of losing my peers

Apparently I will watch the whole world collapse and appear

No tears, my intuition tells me that the end is near

The only thing I should fear is fear itself

Learn that being afraid of God is being afraid of yourself

So go to church nigga, but I won't go cause I don't know

Where all the money and the collection plate go

If the church still owe, then you know, read your bible at home

I'ma read it myself, all the stories that I'm reading show me how to prevail

The guard came in the other day and gave me some mail and said that I got a phone call

When I get out we gon' go harder than Medusa, building stone walls out of human flesh

Dave Koresh, burn that shit down even though I'm not around

I know you gon' hold it down till the day that I get out

If tomorrow's not here, if tomorrow's not here

So are you it, or you ain't, or just claiming to be?

Either you're something, or nothing, or just nothing to see

(If tomorrow's not here)

Let's all jump out the window

Before your casket get closed, and your ashes get smoked

Tomorrow's not promised but the coming's real close

Oh, gotta do a little soul searching

Let's all jump out the window

Before your casket get closed, and your ashes get smoked

Tomorrow's not promised but the coming's real close

Oh, gotta do a little soul searching

If tomorrow's not here, I write down all of my worst fears

Fear of loss, fear of change, fear of losing my peers

We, been afraid of something that is out of my control

Like a verse from Duckworth make a silly rapper's butt hurt

Sodomized through the eyes of a troubled youth

Talking between the bars, you tell them within the booth

Way back in 2012 when a nigga was 22

Passed you the Tropicana now my niggas got the juice

For millennias to come, go Millennium Falcon

Fuck a hand out, I'd rather leave my hands solo

The smartest thing you ever did, Curry, was going solo

While I'm in the county blues, Monty bout to take over the promo for the fam

I'm here because I never gave a damn, like an angry beaver

Smoking dust and reefer

Live life, smoke a pound, even though I'm not around

I know you gon' hold it down till the day that I get out

So are you in, or you ain't, or just claiming to be?

Either you're something, or nothing, or just nothing to see

Let's all jump out the window

Before your casket get closed and your ashes get smoked

Tomorrow's not promised but the coming's real close

Oh, gotta do a little soul searching

Let's all jump out the window

Before your casket get closed and your ashes get smoked

Tomorrow's not promised but the coming's real close

Oh, gotta do a little soul searching

Yo, I'd like to dedicate this track, to my nigga Ruben Thompson and my nigga Darnell Butler

ULT, ultimately till infinity

We gon' make sure y'all niggas straight when y'all get out

Shout out to all my niggas that's been locked down

Rest in peace to anybody that ain't here with us right now

RIP Chinaman, RIP Lotto, man... RIP Bo

I wish all y'all niggas could enjoy the luxury that we've got right now

It's not too many real niggas left out here

Everybody is claiming they true but they show they true colors at the end of the day

Niggas is chameleons to me, just blending in with they surroundings

ULT for life