Too Late

I don't wanna hear that you ain't involved
I keep my face covered
I heard that yout' on tunes
But live in the flesh come back when they said they're cuttin'
Train ain't snubbin'
It's too late, done him

Too bait, fuck it
Broad day, love it
I don't wanna hear that you ain't involved
I keep my face covered (Ghosty)
I heard that yute on tunes
But live in the flesh come back when they said they're cuttin'
Train ain't snubbin'
It's too late, done him

Get down, don't move
Out the window, shoot
This shit done run in my roots, I'm rude
Try look for the video shoot, it's true
Like I ain't got nuttin' to do
Two weeks, fortnight
Man loot, rob food
Wanna see if this auto's tuned, get used
Get rid of them pills, exclude, no clues
When a K in the trap, big mood
We had ice in the T, tryna make criss rock
We were new, tryna jerk this city
A quick phone call from a bitty
New runner in town, hearing his lil' Ps weren't diddy
Attempted to lock off the block
Put phones to a stop
Leng white in the back, no Iggy
He thinks that a man came silly
Catch him and his bitch, no River Leaf
Him and his missus sippy
Juice man properly if he try mock me
Me and bro come through, try and tag-team it
Don't even leave it, leave man leakin'
Then it goes saucy, doin' up remix
New one neatest, cock back, beat it
Doin' up verbal, live-o seen it
My man's screamin', not bad, dreamin'
I guess all the things that he said, he didn't mean it

Too bait, fuck it
Broad day, love it
I don't wanna hear that you ain't involved
I keep my face covered
I heard that yout' on tunes
But live in the flesh come back when they said they're cuttin'
Train ain't snubbin'
It's too late, done him

Too bait, fuck it
Broad day, love it
I don't wanna hear that you ain't involved
I keep my face covered
I heard that yout' on tunes
But live in the flesh come back when they said they're cuttin'
Train ain't snubbin'
It's too late, done him

Not me, never that
Couldn't take no chat
Gang fly out the ride, no nonsense
Bro tellin' man, "Kick back"
Put nine in the wap
Gang bros never had no conscience
Said that he weren't involved, but he still got smoke
Lock stop, two smokin' barrels
And if we get caught, that's calm
'Cuh we burnt them garms
Don't ride with a man that's paro
I'm sat in a bando choppin' it
Opp block mockin' it
Me, I don't believe in plottin' it
Pull up in a ride, no seatbelt
No DNA, straight smoke
'Cuh they got low tolerance
Why stay inside on FIFA
See us bang beaters and say they're about on the roads
That's woosh put scars on your virtual pro
In the ride, score .9 or a Glock, that's chromo
Gave you an inkling, me and this spin ting
Comin' like Bonnie and Clyde
When I grip that tight, on sight in a ride
Which block are we goin' tonight?
I feel shit when it comes to the point when we ain't got
Rides, so we got cop more two walls of four with the slidin' doors
Soon off tour, go and bang them doors

Too bait, fuck it
Broad day, love it
I don't wanna hear that you ain't involved
I keep my face covered
I heard that yout' on tunes
But live in the flesh come back when they said they're cuttin'
Train ain't snubbin'
It's too late, done him

Too bait, fuck it
Broad day, love it
I don't wanna hear that you ain't involved
I keep my face covered
I heard that yout' on tunes
But live in the flesh come back when they said they're cuttin'
Train ain't snubbin'
It's too late, done him

Project X
Ghosty



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Writer(s): Ghosty, Nito Nb
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