Too Late - Wiz Khalifa

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