Lyrics 2 Late - Slowolf, Dream Mclean, Takura

2 Late

The faint breeze give me brainfreeze
Eyes closed, mind open, fake sleep
Same DVD playing on the same scene
My mind’s piano keeps playing in the same key
On the same note, same ringtone, same phone
Same old, polyphonic
Me and the beat go together like Wallace, Gromit
Heads, Tails, Sonic, on it, you want it?
Come and get it before it’s too late to take
Too late to change
Fuckboy you ain’t the same
I’ve been living out my suitcase for days
On my grind, Regime crew aim to reign
(Regime nigga) So brudda, don’t go there
I breathe water, I flow air, so rare
But you ain’t gotta flow there, you ain’t going nowhere
And even if you wanna go there, I don’t care
It’s too late to change course
To pull the plug on life support
To raise some ground
It’s fruitless trying to fight the sound
But in the same vein, tryna stay sane
As the thoughts ride through my mind like a freight train
High all the time and I stay blazed
Blazed like I’m on the wrong side of that AK
Stay in the same race at the same pace
You can never slow down, you can never change lanes
Cold airports and delayed planes
Sitting in the waiting room playing the wait game
But tryna change, you’re tryna save change
It’s like doing a hunger strike tryna gain weight
Wait… just tryna maintain
Just tryna save face, I’m tryna say if you
Cut your nose off despite your face
You’re the type to say cut your face off for weight loss
Nah nigga, you ain’t won, you ain’t lost
You’re just too concerned what problems that you ain’t got