Lyrics:
been, we've been too quiet for too long
where is, where is the hope we once had?
it's too late to be saved by your charm
we'll never get this right
your
ground
Me and my soldiers we gona run this damn town
It's too late for you to try to stop us now
Who gon stop us
Who gon stop us
Who can stop us
Who gon
ground
Me and my soldiers we gona run this damn town
It's too late for you to try to stop us now
Who gon stop us
Who gon stop us
Who can stop us
Who gon
we had was music that we used to sing around summer fires
Too fast the time went by and, no,
We never realized that it's never too late to chase
like fifty
That's life of the gang slit
But fuck it, we live how we live and I know what I did
Plus it's too late to change shit (gang-gang,
the style
I'm too set for a cure so and I don?t need for a doctor to work
Late for makin yo nerves
Late cause he called ya
Hands down now I popped ya now
words
Because it's too late, you've clipped your own wings (your own wings)
No way, bang your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te
Late night flights and late night fights
Fucked up the mall
Ain't no price, your love was priceless
I know I fucked up, you caught me lyin' too many
Late nights thinkin' of you
Until I get my nut
Tossed and turned, lesson learned
You was my first girlfriend
Bridges burned, all across the board
down and moon comes around
I'll be down on the corner of love
When you're passin' by too lonely to cry down on the corner of love
Just stop for
and they're all wrapped up in it
It's an unfortunate state for many it's too late
Now death stalks the streets and it's right at your gate
So bug, lose your
Follow the light
And we'll make it through
He'll give you peace
In the midst of your storm
Sometimes I feel like it's too late for me
But he'll
the vibrant, you can't escape the tyrant
You can't relate where I've been
In '98 my problem, actin' too grown and shit
Cappin' at bitches, yeah my religion
by my side & your bitch by my side
It's a double date, got a crib with a gate
Somewhere by a lake
These niggas be these bitches be claiming the late
shoe lace
No suitcase
Run through space
With a new state of mind
I mutate
No crunch times
No due dates
No punch lines came too late
The supah-villain you
but playin' gangsta, but he really phony
I done did all kinda s**t, all by myself, can't speak up on it
Late night with the Reaper on me, got my heater
in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by
the reflection of a savior?
A savior
Bow down, if you wanna be saved
I'm not sorry, I'll give you something to hate
You can't change me, it's already too late
You
Tell me what you want from a dude like me
Dropping shitty verses in a dirty white tee
Oops I just got too faded did I act too flirty
Please remind me
It's getting kinda late as you probably already know
I know what's coming next and I don't want to see the show
You reach for the cabinet of alcohol
Meet me at the spot to link up, baby link up
We get too wavy put the drinks up, put the drinks up
And after midnight like to re-up, like to re-up
We
Uhh
Yeah
What
Yeah, its TeezySoDope
QuaranTeezy
QueenTeez, whatever you know me by, ya feel me
From around the way, its just Tee
What up
Either way
through with all of the hate
It shouldn't be too surprising though given all that has passed as of late
And where niggas at (At) I'm prepared for this ride
Brand new whip two seater
Yeah lemme heat it up
In the Stu cooking up like a soufflé
Tryna ride on the wave man you too late
On the top of the game like
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