[Verse 1]
If they ever told me my genius would
Get me played in these packed out arenas
Shit, I probably wouldn’t even believe it
I like a mixture of the Pams and the Ginas
I put Shanaynay on my dick but now she
Walk ‘round wit’ a different demeanor
Yeah she like that
Came a ways from pinchin’ pennies
And left hand gimmies
You can touch Prince Akeem if you can get through my man Semmi
Cut the line at four cuz he always been the last wit’ me
Wе just like that
Gotta stop makin’ the ones who lovе me do backflips, mental gymnastics
Creatin’ sneakiness and offhand tactics so breakups be tragic
My couch be full of lip-gloss and chapsticks
I don’t know whose is whose so I don’t bring it up till they ask me
And I get money and be embarrassed to flash it
‘Cuz I know what I come from and what I’m going to
So, why would I treat it like it’s the asset
And not just one of the many I’m graspin’
Sometimes I gotta look in the mirror and ask me
Is it too late?
[Chorus]
Too late, too late, too
Is it too late?
Too late, too late, too
[Verse 2]
See, I found my answer where it’s least expected
Out of my siblings, I’m the least affected
Been wearing a mask before Corona
But my needless effort to
Make sure I was the least rejected
Neve filled the void of my needs
To feel like I’m street respected
But for what? When the streets took
E’erything I wasn’t plannin’ on givin’ up
‘Till I was plannin’ on giving up
That constant battle between me and doubt
And e’erythin I was about
Puttin’ dick in anything
That told me I would make it out
One head had me stressin’ for women
Like I deserved ‘em
The other kept second guessin’ my purpose
Sayin’ was it worth it
So, I leaned on the one that made me
Feel like I was perfect
‘Cuz if she called after she left
At least one of my plans was workin’
But now, tryin’a retire my parents
And put ‘em in Bentleys and
Let ‘em ride in style until they tank is on empty
They been at it for a while
And shit they’ve given me plenty
So, them not bein’ rich that
Offends me, it just ain’t in me
To give up on who I love
So, when I gave up on myself
And you was followin’ my lead
I knew exactly what it was
Even let you back around
I ain’t the type to hold a grudge
‘Cuz I know we all just tryin’a find the love
But my question is it too late?
[Chorus]
Too late, too late, too
Is it too late?
Too late, too late, too
I guess we’ll never know…
Too Late was written by Trevor Rich.
Too Late was produced by GotDamnitDupri.