| It’s better late than ever
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| No matter what whatever happens
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| I know that sometimes I have to look back to where I be at
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| ‘Cause it’s better late than ever
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| Gotta give you all that have
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| ‘Cause I rather die as failure, than live my life without rap
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| ‘Cause it’s better late than ever
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| What can I say? |
| This all that I got
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| Hate to be precise, but my mind is buried inside this art
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| Wasn’t always like this, my life was normal just from the start
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| But then it fell apart
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| Okay, let me just take it back, I hate the fact
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| That I ain’t never gonna be the one to ever make it past where I’m aiming at
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| I don’t know why you blamin' rap
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| When it’s your fault, you didn’t give a fuck about school
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| Probably could’ve got a mother fuckin' A in class but, fuck that
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| I graduated
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| And it doesn’t even matter
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| ‘Cause I ain’t gonna fade to black, nah
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| Givin' you what you always wanted
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| Learned from my mistakes and restarted
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| Got my mind all tied up in a knot
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| But I’m not gonna ever let it get distorted
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| Hot-headed like Ghost Rider, I’m haunted
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| Take it back to the first time I started
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| Used to call myself 1 Dolla, probably ‘cause that’s all that I had in my wallet
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| You don’t know how much I want it
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| You just wanna find a reason to hate
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| And that’s okay, you can do what you like
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| But please, don’t ever try to get in my way
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| I ain’t playing these games
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| I’ve done everything I can, just gotta lay out my name
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| It’s a long road I face
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| But I know I’ll alway say it’s
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| (Hook)
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| It’s better late than ever
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| No matter what whatever happens
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| I know that sometimes I have to look back to where I be at
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| ‘Cause it’s better late than ever
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| Gotta give you all that have
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| ‘Cause I rather die as failure, than live my life without rap
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| ‘Cause it’s better late than ever
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| Man, I feel I’m over my head
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| Thinkin' as a kid, I would make it big
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| I was nobody then
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| I once was told that being a white rapper was practically slim
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| Until Christmas came, and I got that fuckin' poster of Em
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| And hung that shit on my wall
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| Next to my door, so I walked by it like every night
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| So when I feel like I’m at a halt
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| I looked to him and we talk
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| Yeah it was corny as fuck
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| But that’s all I had at the time
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| When my confidence would just fall
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| Everyone else grew up wantin' to be something realistic that mattered
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| Like being a nurse, or teacher, or have a family right after
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| I was that awkward kid, that promised he would become a rapper
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| And now I look at it, and I just think my chances are shattered
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| Like where the fuck I go wrong?
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| All I wanted was this shit
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| And now it seems like I’m just droppin' the ball
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| I’ll keep believin' in y’all
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| If you believin' in me
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| Whether or not you see it in me
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| You need to know it’s
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| (Hook)
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| Better late than ever
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| No matter what whatever happens
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| I know that sometimes I have to look back to where I be at
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| ‘Cause it’s better late than ever
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| Gotta give you all that have
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| ‘Cause I rather die as failure, than live my life without rap
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| ‘Cause it’s better late than ever
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| Yeah
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| It’s better late than ever
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| Alright
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| It’s better late than ever
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| One more time
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| It’s better late than ever
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| Whatever, man
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| Least I know I tried right? |