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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Lead Vocals
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Vocals
Natalie Cole
Natalie Cole
Sampled Artist
The WRLDFMS Tony Williams
The WRLDFMS Tony Williams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Songwriter
Michael Masser
Michael Masser
Songwriter
Gerry Goffin
Gerry Goffin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Producer
Tom Biller
Tom Biller
Recording Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Mike Mo
Mike Mo
Assistant Engineer
Nate Connelly
Nate Connelly
Assistant Engineer
Taylor Dow
Taylor Dow
Assistant Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Letra

West, Mr. West Uh, yeah, uh, yeah Uh, yeah, uh, yeah And I heard 'em say Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today From the Chi, like Tim, it's a harder way So this is in the name of love like Robert say Before you ask me to go get a job today Can I at least get a raise on the minimum wage? And I know the government administer AIDS So I guess we just pray like the minister say Allahu Akbar and throw in some hot cars The things we seen on the screen is not ours But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars But they can't cop cars without seeing cop cars I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it Uh, and I heard 'em say (ooh) Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today And I heard 'em say Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today (nothing's ever promised tomorrow today) But we'll find a way And nothing last forever, but be honest, babe It hurts, but it may be the only way They say people in your life are seasons And anything that happen is for a reason And niggas gun clapping and keep to squeezing And Gran keep praying and keep believing In Jesus, and one day that you see him 'Til then walk in his footsteps and try to be him The devil is alive, I feel him breathin' Claiming money is the key, so keep on dreamin' And put them lottery tickets just to tease us My Aunt Pam can't put them cigarettes down So now my little cousin smokin' 'em cigarettes now His job try to claim that he too niggerish now Is it 'cause his skin blacker than licorice now? I can't figure it out, I'm sick of it now, uh Uh, and I heard 'em say (ooh) Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today And I heard 'em say Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today (nothing's ever promised tomorrow today) But we'll find a way And nothing last forever, but be honest, babe It hurts, but it may be the only way With every worthless word we get more far away And nothing's ever promised tomorrow today And nothing lasts forever, but be honest, babe It hurts, but it may be the only way Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, oh, oh-oh Oh, woo-woo Oh, ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Kanye Omari West, Adam Levine, Michael Masser, Gerald Goffin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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