Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Late, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Date of issue: 04.09.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Too Late |
| Niggas don’t want no problems |
| Easily will just solve em |
| So stop your mouth I’m talking |
| And start your feet and walking |
| I sit down in this motherfucker |
| Burn a pound in this motherfucker |
| Shake the ground off this motherfucker |
| With concrete beats, Mobbing these streets |
| My whole team getting me all in this deep, so lets get it popping |
| First kid to act silly, first kid he dropping |
| Its too late there’s no way that you could really stop him |
| And blood bath I put the nail in the coffin, I’m availing with bosses |
| Niggas down with Uzi’s |
| I ain’t tripping, I’m whipping |
| Getting a lift from a pigeon |
| See with us there’s a difference, you’d be simping I’m pimping |
| You just play a position, I’m just the bricks in the kitchen |
| And my I’m the sickest just living |
| Fuck it life of deceased, I’m a beast fresh off the leash |
| Its too late to run if you scared |
| So take a glass and put a blunt in the air |
| You see I’m tired of playing with y’all |
| In case if you didn’t know by now |
| Can’t stoop we all act a fool |
| There’s no use to try to calm us down |
| It’s too late |
| I’m the motherfucking champion, I can’t do it |
| Then it can’t be done, your times up should have |
| And now back the meanest broad, chickens know that I’m picky |
| Pockets full of dope, eyes a little low from the sticky |
| Had a toe I’d be ticky, fitted 10's I’m tims |
| Even jeans with some dickeys, cuz my cheques make my slicky |
| And mommy’s all over the kid, didn’t walk me before but now that everybody know |
| who he is |
| You wonder how bitch |
| Ye I’m rap’s fourth some Child |
| Been waiting for my chance to the tip top |
| So hats off to this prince of hip hop |
| I speak flame so tell lames to kick rocks |
| They do the same they keep the same their wig pops |
| Biotch |
| Now the rooms all full and we all packed In |
| Somebody might get their jaw cracked in |
| Cuz for your jaw jacking |
| I’m trying to find a little something to slide with |
| Jumping or ride with |
| But niggas keep hating cuz they chick keep smirking |
| If this cat keep looking I’ma hurt me a person |
| But I’m chill see I only let the team work em |
| Stomp a nigga out til the feet start hurting |
| You ain’t nothing but a vexed up clown |
| With a style that’ll get shut down |
| It’s too late to try catch up now |
| I’m on my A game, Morgan in the fast lane |
| Cruising up the past lane, fucked up since the cash game |
| So for you jokers I’m a bad thang |
| Fake eyes ye I’m like a snake eyes in the crack game |