Listen to Tomorrow Til Infinity (feat. Gunna) by Young Thug

Tomorrow Til Infinity (feat. Gunna)

Young Thug

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Young Thug - Tomorrow Til Infinity feat. Gunna [Official Audio]

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Young Thug

Vocals

Gunna

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Benjamin Diehl

Songwriter

Jeffrey Williams

Jeffrey Williams

Songwriter

Masamune Kudo

Songwriter

Sergio Kitchens

Sergio Kitchens

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Rex Kudo

Producer

Ben Billions

Producer

Alex Tumay

Mixing Engineer

Joe LaPorta

Mastering Engineer

Zeke Mishanec

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah, tomorrow

Tryna see you tomorrow

(I'm the black Christian Gray, homes, you know)

I wanna be you tomorrow

(I got fifty shades of Baes and fifty different bitches)

Yeah!

Wanna see you, wanna see you

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Wanna see you

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Wanna see you tomorrow

[Verse 2]

I know you ride, you ride, you ride

I got three bitches down to slide

I put some Forgis on my ride

Me and my dogs headed to the sky

Cloud nine callin' me

Couple bad bitches, too

I got mine on me

Listenin' to digits, ooh

Feet up, baby girl, let's live

PJ Money, yeah, Bentley's gonna deliver, mmm

Two racks for my shoes, my Jimmy Choos

My bitch Chanel, pity the fool

I got Chanel on my socks, hey

Silk and Versace her crotch, hey

Ben and Jerry, gotta eat her ice cream

I came from pillar to post

Ice in my bag, my bag gon' froze

Penthouse home, Chicago

That's my second home

I'm in Atlanta, though

I just got back home

I got my money now

Tat my ribs, Hillstone, yeah!

[Verse 3]

I just wanna see you tomorrow

I'm tryna see you tomorrow

Let's fly away, long time, ain't late

I was speed racing

I know you ride, you ride, you ride

But, I'm I'm tired of try-ry-rying

No matter what, you've got to stay by my side

Right or wrong, you better ride or die

Til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity

Ride, ride, ride til infinity

[Verse 4]

I'm 'bout to buy you your own ride

I don't need you involved in homicides

Got that weed from Tex', you think you fried

I'm 'bout to fuck this hoe outside

Horses make my three-wheeler slide

Actavis gang till I (Yeah) die

Charged me with Rico, whoa (Gangbangers)

Charged me with Rico, oh

Hol' up, money is the reason I arrived

Bitch, I ain't keep a knife like Michael Myers

I'm 'bout to stab him thirty times like porcupines

And I got rainbow diamonds on like Mike 'n' Ikes

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 5]

I know you ride, you ride, you ride

But, I'm tired of try-ry-rying

No matter what, you've got to stay by my side

Right or wrong, you better ride or die

Til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity

Ride, ride, ride til infinity

[Verse 6]

Wanna see you tomorrow

I'm tryna see you tomorrow, yeah

Tryna see you tomorrow, tomorrow

Written by: Benjamin Diehl, Jeffery Williams, Rex Kudo, Sergio Kitchens

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