Too Late
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah I can't feel my face
Pour me up another cup I hope it's not too late
She left me on read no she not the type to wait
I called her just incase
But I guess it was too late
Yeah that was my mistake
But at least I'm feeling great
Both hands in the air
I don't even care
Middle finger everyone I'm hoping that they stare
Heartbroken they don't notice they don't even care
I'm hoping I can focus but
It's too much to bare
I'm sitting in the aftermath
It's not as easy as it looks
You'll probably see me throwing up
When I'm falling back down from this
It's kinda crazy how it works
You left me feeling kinda worse
But you know that your only worth
As much as he is treating you
I should have left you first
No I know I should have left you
I just couldn't open up
It's honestly uncomfortable
Just tryna think of what to do
When everything feels so much worse
But I won't be complacent always switching up locations
And fuck them niggas hating I am moving calculated
But I'll never sweat a hater paper chasing keep my bread up
I was taught to never settle
Ain't got no brakes foot on the peddle hit the gas
Yeah I can't feel my face
Pour me up another cup I hope it's not too late
She left me on read no she not the type to wait
I called her just incase
But I guess it was too late
Yeah that was my mistake
But at least I'm feeling great
Both hands in the air
I don't even care
Middle finger everyone I'm hoping that they stare
Heartbroken they don't notice they don't even care
I'm hoping I can focus but
It's too much to bare
Why'd you break my heart in half
It's not as squishy as it looks
Designer makeup how she look
The fenty gotta match the purse
It's berkin bags on everyone
These city girls are hella fun
But please don't ever fall for one
Yeah cus it won't ever last
Boy you got it bad
You ain't even down bad why you hitting that
Can you not relax
If it's in the past it should be left in the past
I can only speak on what I know and what I know is facts
Making money hella fast like I robbed a bank for cash
In a black van got this money in a bag
Like a death race finish nigga I can't finish last hit the gas
Yeah I can't feel my face
Pour me up another cup I hope it's not too late
She left me on read no she not the type to wait
I called her just incase
But I guess it was too late
Yeah that was my mistake
But at least I'm feeling great
Both hands in the air
I don't even care
Middle finger everyone I'm hoping that they stare
Heartbroken they don't notice they don't even care
I'm hoping I can focus but
It's too much to bare
Yeah
Yeah I can't feel my face
Pour me up another cup I hope it's not too late
She left me on read no she not the type to wait
I called her just incase
But I guess it was too late
Yeah that was my mistake
But at least I'm feeling great
Both hands in the air
I don't even care
Middle finger everyone I'm hoping that they stare
Heartbroken they don't notice they don't even care
I'm hoping I can focus but
It's too much to bare
I'm sitting in the aftermath
It's not as easy as it looks
You'll probably see me throwing up
When I'm falling back down from this
It's kinda crazy how it works
You left me feeling kinda worse
But you know that your only worth
As much as he is treating you
I should have left you first
No I know I should have left you
I just couldn't open up
It's honestly uncomfortable
Just tryna think of what to do
When everything feels so much worse
But I won't be complacent always switching up locations
And fuck them niggas hating I am moving calculated
But I'll never sweat a hater paper chasing keep my bread up
I was taught to never settle
Ain't got no brakes foot on the peddle hit the gas
Yeah I can't feel my face
Pour me up another cup I hope it's not too late
She left me on read no she not the type to wait
I called her just incase
But I guess it was too late
Yeah that was my mistake
But at least I'm feeling great
Both hands in the air
I don't even care
Middle finger everyone I'm hoping that they stare
Heartbroken they don't notice they don't even care
I'm hoping I can focus but
It's too much to bare
Why'd you break my heart in half
It's not as squishy as it looks
Designer makeup how she look
The fenty gotta match the purse
It's berkin bags on everyone
These city girls are hella fun
But please don't ever fall for one
Yeah cus it won't ever last
Boy you got it bad
You ain't even down bad why you hitting that
Can you not relax
If it's in the past it should be left in the past
I can only speak on what I know and what I know is facts
Making money hella fast like I robbed a bank for cash
In a black van got this money in a bag
Like a death race finish nigga I can't finish last hit the gas
Yeah I can't feel my face
Pour me up another cup I hope it's not too late
She left me on read no she not the type to wait
I called her just incase
But I guess it was too late
Yeah that was my mistake
But at least I'm feeling great
Both hands in the air
I don't even care
Middle finger everyone I'm hoping that they stare
Heartbroken they don't notice they don't even care
I'm hoping I can focus but
It's too much to bare
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Writer(s): Robert Jones
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