Lyrics:
dreaming like we're seventeen
It's too late
It's too late Now I'm stuck I'll never make it up Again yeah
It's too late Yeah It's too late Now I'm stuck
Leave 'em behind if they too fake
Too late, too late, too late
Talking that shit I'm like who they
Y'all better tune in before it's too late
Stop with
on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean?
They passed me
have to do before it starts to fucking show!!
I don't remember when we lost our trust!,
We fell for lust!,
And still will cuss!,
But it's,
Too late for
Hope she knows that we've done all that too
Same old t-shirt, crying on the floor of my bedroom
I know the memories haunt you too
Late night talking,
resonance with the rhythm of space
Or is this merely a fleeting projection
Of cerebral networks playing their mind games
It's never too late to take
before she sail'd,
Sail'd from this port. Would Enoch have the place?
And Enoch all at once assented to it,
Rejoicing at that answer to his prayer.
So
the ones you love
Before it's too late"
They say better late than never, I say never late is better
'Cause for you they might be patient, but they never
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean?
They passed me up, confronted all
found down by the lake
I get it, it's fun
But you boys just aren't that young, when I was your age
My husband used to kiss with tongue
Too loud, too late
car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean?
to be too cool
There's a room full of toxic people
But it feels like it's just me and her in the room
I'd rather me die before she
So I mix drugs up
as the days pull by
through the window she looks for meaning
while she dies inside
it's not too late
it's not too late
to lose our minds
it's not too late
it's
But there's too many cuties in the sea to fish for
I pulled up in the spot in the parking lot
Sipping on a 40 at the corner 'cause it gets hot
worked till late at night
In their absence I discovered the comfort of rap
Original sounds I have uncovered
My friends are my family not too close with
my
the leader
My crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever just pop off I'm suppose to be beside 'em
That Ja shit, I tried to squashed it, it was too late
to squashed it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross, and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just
to squashed it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross, and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just
Seen too many niggas lose life over they ego
You never see me comin', I was raised by a torpedo
In a tornado, you just a seagull, you seem slow
You're
a lil' homie (Since a lil homie)
Remember late nights creepin' on the avenue (Avenue)
I can't worry 'bout a nigga I got problem too (Got problem too)
Can't
on the road, even better
What's about to happen no one will know
Until it's too late
I got to lake
Green acres closed
So nothing I ate
Right at the park
Now I suppose I shall have to use force
Oh
Is it too late for me to say
I'm just not ready for the way
My life go by with no embrace
Is it too late
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
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