Too Late
It's so easy to get confused
When the world around you stops making sense
Lost my mind inside a cell
I swear I haven't seen it since
Sticking to myself
Is gonna probably be my defense
Cause if I'm going in
I'm going in with no repent
This might be that special place
In hell that chap was talking about
For all of us who came up short
Said fuck it! Took a different route
Maybe I might be blind
But I ain't got the type of time to figure it out
Read between these lines
These ain't just rhymes, this shit is what I'm bout
No daddy around, I'm the man of the house
And with that, I need that shit right now
My brothers, can't keep letting them down
They need someone to make them proud
And if no one's gonna do it then screw it
It's my soul for theirs
As long as I got BAE I'm okay
Even though I ain't always there
But it ain't like I ain't tryna rendezvous
I'm tryna make these mula moves
Something that you don't believe
So we go round and round like hula hoops
But bitch, if I ain't do what I do
There probably wouldn't be no coupe
And the next dude with some extra cash
Wouldn't hesitate to try and swoop
Would you hold it down for me?
Like I held it down for you
I know it shouldn't make a difference
But why do I feel like it really do
Blisters on my feet
Cause I gave you the only pair of shoes
And if we had to eat
I'd go hungry make sure you had some food
Is it too late
So That I shouldn't even start
Is it too late
To tell you what's been burning on my heart
Is it too late
Is it too late
Is it too late
To pick up the pieces
Like they ain't broken
Each one is just a token
For the love that went unspoken
It's hard to heal the pain
When your going through all the motions
But I promise, we'll be golden
Coasting ocean to ocean
The hardest pill to swallow
Is on the road to redemption
Ain't nobody finna follow
It's just you and your intentions
Every battle that I fought
And then lost have really been lessons
Can't allow the darkness
To blind me of all the blessings
I was sitting up in that prison
Them phone calls they had me stressing
Knew it'd take some time
But I told y'all that I was destined
Y'all heard what I was saying
But ain't nobody get the message
And being in them blues
Y'all probably thought that I was messing
But I'm 100!
Never less than
Its a show
And I'm the best in
All the answers
I ain't guessing
So go head and get to testing
If you try to sleep on me
Then in pieces I'll have you resting
If you try that shit on me
Ima show you that I ain't flexing
Cause I don't do it for attention
Give a fuck about what them mention
Could of passed every class
But my ass was in detention
Said they really with it
I'm knowing that they pretending
Don't know who be switching sides
God, answer me this question
Is it too late
So that I shouldn't even start
Is it too late
To tell you what's been burning on my heart
Is it too late
I think it's too late
When the world around you stops making sense
Lost my mind inside a cell
I swear I haven't seen it since
Sticking to myself
Is gonna probably be my defense
Cause if I'm going in
I'm going in with no repent
This might be that special place
In hell that chap was talking about
For all of us who came up short
Said fuck it! Took a different route
Maybe I might be blind
But I ain't got the type of time to figure it out
Read between these lines
These ain't just rhymes, this shit is what I'm bout
No daddy around, I'm the man of the house
And with that, I need that shit right now
My brothers, can't keep letting them down
They need someone to make them proud
And if no one's gonna do it then screw it
It's my soul for theirs
As long as I got BAE I'm okay
Even though I ain't always there
But it ain't like I ain't tryna rendezvous
I'm tryna make these mula moves
Something that you don't believe
So we go round and round like hula hoops
But bitch, if I ain't do what I do
There probably wouldn't be no coupe
And the next dude with some extra cash
Wouldn't hesitate to try and swoop
Would you hold it down for me?
Like I held it down for you
I know it shouldn't make a difference
But why do I feel like it really do
Blisters on my feet
Cause I gave you the only pair of shoes
And if we had to eat
I'd go hungry make sure you had some food
Is it too late
So That I shouldn't even start
Is it too late
To tell you what's been burning on my heart
Is it too late
Is it too late
Is it too late
To pick up the pieces
Like they ain't broken
Each one is just a token
For the love that went unspoken
It's hard to heal the pain
When your going through all the motions
But I promise, we'll be golden
Coasting ocean to ocean
The hardest pill to swallow
Is on the road to redemption
Ain't nobody finna follow
It's just you and your intentions
Every battle that I fought
And then lost have really been lessons
Can't allow the darkness
To blind me of all the blessings
I was sitting up in that prison
Them phone calls they had me stressing
Knew it'd take some time
But I told y'all that I was destined
Y'all heard what I was saying
But ain't nobody get the message
And being in them blues
Y'all probably thought that I was messing
But I'm 100!
Never less than
Its a show
And I'm the best in
All the answers
I ain't guessing
So go head and get to testing
If you try to sleep on me
Then in pieces I'll have you resting
If you try that shit on me
Ima show you that I ain't flexing
Cause I don't do it for attention
Give a fuck about what them mention
Could of passed every class
But my ass was in detention
Said they really with it
I'm knowing that they pretending
Don't know who be switching sides
God, answer me this question
Is it too late
So that I shouldn't even start
Is it too late
To tell you what's been burning on my heart
Is it too late
I think it's too late
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Writer(s): Malibu Reynolds
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