It's Too Late

11

Girl its too late

But I'm still on the race

Niggas trying to beat me to my plate

But they don't say they grace

They trying to take my place

Girl them a grade

Tell em you need a trade

Tell you need a k

I made the time to get some cake

Daytime can't go to waste

Do it for my pants how I was raised

Road to riches and I ain't got no breaks

What don't break ya make ya

What don't move ya will shake ya

What niggas ready to flake ya

So many

So so many

Nobody reliable I'm saying

Everybody get wild cuz I'm paying

I didn't have a penny giving my love and niggas ain't repaying

So now it's Facebook and distant messages relaying

That's not how we playing,

Girl its too late

But I'm still on the race

Niggas trying to beat me to my plate

They trying to take my place

It's only 9 but we slumped been fucced up all day

I'm gon sleep and cool it and be up late

I had a new wave not on my bacc in the day

But I could pull up on you know it's just around the way

Know some niggas want to get on clean slate

But they ain't going nowhere they in the crates

We go hard in the paint go hard for the gang

Some shooters we gon go out with a bang.

Girl its too late

But I'm still on the race

They trying to beat me to my plate

But they don't say they grace.