Too Late Songtext
von Gaptoof

Yo
So I′m just gonna say it like it is
Yeah, yo

I'd like to tell you all a story ′bout my ex pride and glory

I'd like to face the jury, this is nothin' but the truth

Hand on the Bible, I was blinded by the juice
Turnin′ water into wine, took the time to find the fruit
Shoulda never took a bite
I shoulda known you was a snake

Blinded by your eyes and by the time I was awake
It was too late
Nothin′ left for me to even say

Couldn't believe it
It′s deep, I mean it's peak to even say
A fairy tale without the love is like a job without a wage
It′s time for me to go, you'll never see my face again
I think I overdosed, Kurt Cobain
I know you claim
To love me from the start to the end


It′s such a shame
I been grindin' though
Had to find myself and spend some time alone
My cypher grows

Life is never simple, wish that I'da known
Your man is nice but know that Kofi got a tighter tone
I′m tryna keep it under wraps, you know how bitin′ goes

I heard your fella raps too, he's nothin′ like the Stone
You said it wasn't just you, you think I might′ve roamed
My three Gs will vouch for me on a lighter tone

I kinda miss the dome, I'm quite enlightened though
Saw you for the first time, fainted by the sight alone
Heart dropped, woman of my dreams, now the lights is low
Don′t know how I got you here but I'm about to pipe it though
Layin' with your eyes closed, we′re in a different timezone
Sittin′ reminiscin' ′bout the times, now we're quite grown

I was the first, you know that second be the worst

Your man is playin′ games, you know it's never gonna work
Heard it wasn′t from the 'burbs, even got a little word
He was Jamaican, ironically the man was such a jerk
Said he always wanna flirt, think he sexy for his shirt

I know you done the dirt, you kinda got what you deserve


Pick up where we left off, we should resurrect us
Closer to my roots, think I want you on my quest, love
Fit you like a dress does
Hope you know I'm next up
They was screamin′ Stone, guess they musta blessed us
We′re kinda dumb but you should call me if it gets rough

Uh, yo
Check, check, yo, yo, yo, yo
Uh, yeah
Uh
Check, check, check, uh
Why the move? Why the move? Why the move?
Hand on the Bible, tell me nothin' but the truth
Heard you was creepin′ with a couple other dudes
Why the move? Why the move? Why the move?
Yeah, cool