2. Late

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Uh, I got a motive
Bitch, shut up, you talk too much
Niggas ain't potent
They won't ever spill the blood
I gotta own it
Can't you see inside my cup?
I gotta own it
I ain't with the fake love
Nigga believe
Niggas been tryin' to take it from me, uh, yeah
Doin' the dash in the coupe
Feelin' like eighty degrees, uh, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout no rules
Don't you play with me, yeah
Wished I loved you too, it's too late for me, yeah

[Verse 1]
Passive-aggresive, I'm dubbin' that bitch, yeah
No, I ain't nothin' to play with
Countin' 'em knots and I got me a grip, yeah
Niggas been doin' the same shit
Say you loved me, then you switched up
Promise I'm done with complainin'
Told you I would never give up (Yeah)
Made that switch
Pray to God they don't do it like this
Beat the odds, and they back on my dick
Suicide if I never get rich, yeah, yeah
Lanes gon' flip
Niggas change when it comes to them chips
Niggas change when it comes to them clicks
I done, said too much, yeah

[Chorus]
I got a motive
Bitch, shut up, you talk too much
Niggas ain't potent
They won't ever spill the blood
I gotta own it
Can't you see inside my cup?
I gotta own it
I ain't with the fake love
Nigga believe
Niggas been tryin' to take it from me, uh, yeah
Doin' the dash in the coupe
Feelin' like eighty degrees, uh, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout no rules
Don't you play with me, yeah
Wished I loved you too, it's too late for me

[Verse 2]
Huddle up
Niggas needed 'em rubber bands, yeah
Bubble up
Only time that I got a friend, yeah
You say you knew I'd call again (Yeah)
You say you knew I'd fall again (Yeah)
I knew better
Bitch done made me a demon now
I'm okay, my team around
Bitch, don't speak, you see me out, ayy
Find that letter, look who won't receive it now
You can't ever be around
I done, said too much, yeah

[Chorus]
I got a motive
Bitch, shut up, you talk too much
Niggas ain't potent
They won't ever spill the blood
I gotta own it
Can't you see inside my cup?
I gotta own it
I ain't with the fake love
Nigga believe
Niggas been tryin' to take it from me, uh, yeah
Doin' the the dash in the coupe
Feelin' like eighty degrees, uh, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout no rules
Don't you play with me, yeah
Wished I loved you too, it's too late for me, yeah

[Outro]
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