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ass to home to your baby boo
She cool, as long as you get there by eight
Bring some money home, and don't be late
Not me, you see me all around
I love

I love it when you breathe, breathe on me
I wanna be your late-night fantasy
I'll be a slave if that's what you want, babe
I'll do anything as long

worse directions
Hit the ramp, but missed the connection
Too late for any objections
Ain't got the spine for corrections

I don't really care if it's
Four

of dying
I get too numb to cry
Maybe someday I'll say sorry
Never good at apologizing
It's kind of crazy that I know my problems
But I still refuse to solve

No one knows how it feels
To be standing at the verge
No matter how hard it gets
My fears get drowned by tears
Now it's already too late to stop

you by your pockets
No option if you froze up
Always play the offense
Niggas goin' to work and sellin' work
Late for work
Workin' latе, prayin' for work

demons when I'm feelin' blue
If I can't get even, baby
I'll make a widow of you

Feels like I'm drowning in my memories
I would turn back but it's too late

And if you hear me nearby
Then it's probably too late
My massive blast radius will hit your bum
Say goodbye level 50 hello level ONE

The sun goes down

when your friends wasn't
Then your plane start to board
You gone see your friends
Running
By then it's too late dog
Hear them hating
From the ground

take this funfair of feelings
You came, made an impact
Ding dong ditch then you run back
Stuck in a cycle I can't stand
It's way too late to save us

So are we doing it or not
I can slide by to your spot
Make it wet make it hot
Do you feel that tingle in your spine
That means your all mine
All mine

got some Hands like a southpaw
We are top ten we are not y'all
We getting chased by some cop cars
Niggas be talking too much
Baby I feel like a rockstar

See ima rebel in the flesh it ain't no other way around it
You gotta do it jus right, too much drip and you'll be drowning
Coins in the fountain, it

pain, no gain - Sorry I'm a little late
Not really, fuck you - I'll never give a h
I don't discriminate - I'm
Tryina get-a laid
Went to a gangbang, got

In Ireland, a tale is told,
Of a man named Jack, who was shrewd and bold.
He tricked the Devil, who sought his soul to claim,
And by his wit, won

too late and we ain't getting any younger
Jenny I'm not your type
But to hell with what's wrong or right
Go on dress me in stitches
Or cover me in

Do it for the love even when there's people hating it
Motivated by purpose
It's deeper than the surface
Before the grave or urn
I'm trying to make my

been workin' I need me a raise
Talkin too hot you get put in yo place
Next to yo homies they mad in they grave
Promised 'em get back now they feel

sorry
I didn't realize that you were the one
Now it's too late and I'm in love
I'm sorry that I was so dumb
I chose and evil bitch I was wrong

Cause

Well its just my luck
Caught a cold and it sucks
Phone died overnight, missed my ride, and I'm late again
This slate, is harder and harder to clean

Caught up by the violence
So when it's said and done
I hope you thought about the violence
Too late
You don't give a fuck as long as you straight
Touchè

don't got time today
You just try to find my place.
You get away, it's a little too late
To be in front my face, feeling tied up, I'm laced, ok
Told my

fuck is iffy
Too late to get out
I'm standing my ground
Oh bitch it's no pity
I'm cutting around
She sucking me down
Oh bitch it's no kidding
I'm not

to forget)
Turn to your sister (you can never go back)
Your parents are smiling (it's far too late)
Yes, this is the way it should be

Oh, what a face so