Lyrics History In The Making/Never Too Late - Wiz Khalifa

History In The Making/Never Too Late

I’m so incredible wait
With no metal to waste
I flow great
And that’ll level ya face
And I’ll still let a nigga have it
You talk greasy but you still a faggot
I front on cowards cause you niggas backwards
I got my money right
Game on top
And it’s been said that I’m the key to put this game on lock
I’m from the city
Of the triflin' hoods
But when you see me
Got a smile on my face
Nothin' sweet, it’s just that life is good
Yea, I dodged the hood
Slums came up out that
Rap game about that
To gain pay with out crack
See I’m a youngin' with too much on my plate
To let some small change half a youngin' dumped in a cage
I seen niggas make sales
Niggas get knocked and make bail
And take lives, they worries ain’t jail
With no regards for life cause they livin' ain’t well
Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin' in hell
But me I don’t do much just keep to myself
And stop these cock-suckin' motha-fuckas seekin' my wealth
I was told the world’s cold but I see for myself
And I’m too hot to take the back seat or the shelf
So I’m here
For some reason though they hate it to death
The love’s gone only hatred is left
Only achin' and stress
A king not be mistaken for less
And this here is for the taking
This is history in the making
Where I’m from it’s kinda hard to trust
Cause the hate’s from most of your own people
They’re fake and they’re all see through
Hate to see a nigga when he’s stackin' his bucks
Rather him be down in the dumps
And out on his luck
But I’ll be damned if my grind stop
My mind tickin' like a time watch
And I’m gonna be spittin' 'till the time’s not
Presently there
I touch minds everywhere
And I’ll ride hoping heaven is near
See the pain in your eyes young with every stare
I seek peace, but these streets will never be fair
Cause somebody done took Greg’s life
Son reached
Deceased
No time to blink or think twice, damn
Wonder when it’s gonna be my time
To meet death
I’m stressed need to ease my mind
And unless one of y’all try to see whats mine
Then I’ll eat through your flesh, bones, and leave that spine
You see I did the right thing
I stayed up out the gun and knife game
I knew about the pain it might bring
And we all got problems
I chose to smoke blunts just to drown 'em
The top, but I rose from the bottom
And I’m here now
Ain’t no body harming young
My screw’s loose they say something’s wrong with young
Your time’s up I’m just warning young
Cause this here’s for the taking
This is history in the making