Tomorrow Cam'ron

[Intro: Cam'ron]
Uh, Killa (Killa), yo
You got to wonder, man
What is all this shit really worth
You know what I mean? (Uh, uh, uh)
If you ain't got ya man here to share it with
Yo (Fucked up man), yo

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
I been on both sides of burglaries, guns out and choked up
Man, this shit'll get you choked up
I done been shot at, got at, back-stabbed, coked up
Almost doped up, but had no guts
So I pimp all these ho sluts
When they period come, it get slow, but so what?
I got big plans to blow up
I'ma love this year, but Blood ain't here
We would puff grass, plus hash, cut class
To fuck ass, dough, we had enough cash
Little cats, he would see y'all dreams
Eighteen with the three-eighteen, that's Blood y'all (Blood, y'all)
He had hot gear, rocks, yeah
Now that he's not here, I feel that it's not fair
Fuck see him at the crossroads
Wanna see him drive across road, poor, stole
Then floss mo', had to tell a few niggas
"My man was a hell of a nigga", swell with the triggers
Whatever ethnic problem dog, better check it
Little Cam, it's just Bloodshed resurrected
Death to birth, "logic" I said
Four months, got him some head, right in the bed
Listen, dog, I'm beyond dead
This ain't even me spittin', this Derek Michael Armstead