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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
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Chant
Florian Picasso
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Matt Jones Orchestra
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Matt Jones
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Florian Picasso
Composition
Stuart Price
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John Roger Stephens
Composition
Nasir Jones
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Florian Picasso
Production
Stuart Price
Production déléguée
Ceril Overman
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Alex Harrow
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Lucas Keller
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David Brady
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Humanz
Ingénierie de mixage
Gerry "The Gov." Brown
Ingénierie de mixage
Bobby Campbell
Ingénierie de mixage
Gerry E. Brown
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Paroles
You're the new wave forming
You're the new day dawning
I ask you, "What is your name, what do they call you?"
You said, "They call me tomorrow"
Hello to tomorrow
Hello to tomorrow
Can't wait to get started
Can't wait for tomorrow, tomorrow (it's on), oh-yeah
Yeah, just twelve hours from now
After the sun go down
After barrels of laughter, barrels of fun
Goodbye to yesterday, I'm proud
To God's grace I bow
Like the cicada bug makes that sound
Louder than the trees down south
It's how I be unseen, but to hear me out
I can see my dreams
Lucid, if you're happy, homie, than prove me
Take it to a new crib, pack your things and move in
Tie up all the loose ends, stop whatever's not progressive
Learnt a lot of lessons
People didn't know they was teaching but they still were
I don't let no one deceive me on my real worth
I put in real work, live in the real world, standing ovation
Brandon Lee's bullet was a manifestation
I hope I get a sign like what, I don't have my phone
And I still feel a buzz, that's a phantom vibration
Hello to tomorrow
Hello to tomorrow
Can't wait to get started
Can't wait for tomorrow, tomorrow, oh-yeah
Try eliminating
All this stress, so happy I'm hyperventilating
Hello, hello, hello, a lemonade and tequila
Anything you ain't needing, let go, let go, let go
Let's go to Hawaii, rent a boat to show off your body
The miserable want company, homie please don't invite me
I do not dwell if ever the plot fail
I'm hot on the trails, what's next to pop, ya
On a yacht ya, everything top tier
Pablo Picasso art and Nasir
John Legend, y'all take a deep breath
And inhale what this is given
'88 World Series Kirk Gibson (uh), this different (uh)
This is a ménage between two musicians
This song exists in a new dimension
So say it with us
Hello to tomorrow
Hello to tomorrow
Can't wait to get started
Can't wait for tomorrow, tomorrow
Hello to tomorrow
Hello to tomorrow
Can't wait to get started
Can't wait for tomorrow, tomorrow, oh-yeah
Writer(s): Kamaal Fareed, John Stephens, John Creaux
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