Lyrics Live 4 Tmrrw - Favour Abel

Yea
Yea
Woah, yea
Yea, yea
Yaaaa
They gon do what I say, they gon follow my lead
Undercover, I'm rocking Supreme
Making money, that shit my routine
Break the law, I cause anarchy
I been know as a money fiend
Yea these niggas, they drama queen
Puppet master, these niggas on strings
Never worry, live life for tomorrow
I live life for tomorrow(tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow)
Only good days, no more sorrow
These dreams I did not borrow
I live life for tomorrow
Touch on my bro, we finna get brazy
These niggas they soft, we cook 'em potato
Yea I'm finna blow, like I'm a tornado
We come in a pack, like a murder of crows
She said they she loves me, ain't cuffin' that hoe
That boy he a lame, yea he status quo
Niggas they lame, can't rock my flow

Watch out for me, yea I'm bout to glow
Leader of the business, I'm the CEO
And I'm not from this Earth, came from a UFO
I win the race, numero uno

Live life for tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)
I live life for tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow)
Only good days, no more sorrow
These dreams, I did not borrow
I live life for tomorrow
Touch on my bro, we finna get brazy
These niggas they soft, we cook 'em potato
Yea I finna blow, like I'm a tornado
We come in a pack, like a murder of crows
She said they she loves me, ain't cuffin' that hoe
That boy he a lame, yea he status quo
Niggas they lame, can't rock my flow

Kick her out, Jean-Claude Van Damme
Jay-Z, yea I'm finna go HAM
All my life, it's fuck Uncle Sam
These niggas sweet, just like jam
They a joke, Captain Underpants
Go ghost, like the poltergeist
Life a gamble, yea roll the dice
Only choice is to live my life

Live life for tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)
I live life for tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow)
Only good days, no more sorrow
These dreams, I did not borrow
I live life for tomorrow
Touch on my bro, we finna get brazy
These niggas they soft, we cook 'em potato
Yea I finna blow, like I'm a tornado
We come in a pack, like a murder of crows
She said they she loves me, ain't cuffin' that hoe
That boy he a lame, yea he status quo
Niggas they lame, can't rock my flow

Woah
Woah
Yea, yeaaaaa