Too Late
Lyrics
Why they all talking shit to me Why I let the niggas get to me Took a sack and then I flipped it G On SSJ shit Got M's like I'm Majin strips blue like sonic They can say shit My hitters keep jackals bitch I'm not playing All of that talking, that do not phase me Should of known from the start I was crazy I keep protection I can't have a baby I keep protection, I'm not slipping daily Am I cuffing no is she fucking maybe (ONE) Time for a nigga who ripping it (TWO) Pistols you might need some healin bih (THREE) Jacks so my trap is legitimate Trap with a 9-5 dog you a hypocrite Ain't no complaints Didn't wanna be my ride or die till I start getting bank And now it's too late All of the racks in the safe and imma still flex in your face You know your place Under a nigga who you overlooked then tried to be fake Now it's too late Now it's too late Eyes wide open Eyes wide open Don't lose focus don't lose focus He ain't know this, she ain't know this He so bogus she so She so jaded, he don't know shit They ain't know about me blowing They ain't know about me blowing All the rackays that I'm blowing You don't know me since 6th grade Where was you with the Beyblades Where was you on the other side You only knew me all you did was hate They don't know what to say And I stopped giving hints now Just know it ain't shit to say no When hoes ask for a handout Bitch you stepping on my land now All you see is the brands now I got hitters knock your man out I got that Man down I got that Sho'Nuff I got numbers just to call your bluff When did my boys ever give a fuck Cert got the pistol GMAKIN Up Ain't no complaints Didn't wanna be my ride or die till I start getting bank And now it's too late And now it's too late
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:57
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 76 BPM