[Hook]
Yeah, It's Too late it's too late
Uh yeah it's too late to check into the game
[Verse 1]
Look, It's too late for you but clocked in about 2014
But this shit must be inside my genes
Because when I seen this ultralight beam I started writing as a tween
Man I'm real full of light but you benzene
But before my parents came up and started making money
All they could afford was some Augustine's
I mean this was a while ago like 04 Halloween and I was dressing up as Frankenstein
I murder so many MCs the game needs Dramamine
But while you sit back and read you magazine in your limousine
I dream about making millions and chillin with my queen
But the summer of sixteen I grinded my ass off
Gave you pussies a reason to steal my style I need my flow back
But I'll fucking blow up the game like some blowback
But your bitch is a whore I'll make her throw it back
Bitch I'm only 14 and I'm better than fucking Kodak
[Hook]
Yeah, It's Too late it's too late
Uh yeah it's too late to check into the game
[Verse 2]
Most of you chumps ain't have beginnings
You all are sinning fucking bitches and doing your synthetic penicillin
But I am winning, get that money fuck 6 women and get the bill in
I've got my momma she's been living
Yours has 6 dads 6 kids and got no life that broad is worthless
Oh yea I'm at this party, bitches are walking around skirtless and shirtless
This shit is real crazy it looks like a circus
Damn b why you look so nervous
These bitches feeling right up on me like they some serpents
But I don't worship the damn devil but I do god your bitch is a broad
Yes I'm living abroad I'm bout to buy 5 cars
5 bars is all these other rappers can come up with
I am divergent clean up here the detergent
I am a multipurpose so conserve this
When I step up on the mic I leave other rappers worldless
[Hook]
Yeah, It's Too late it's too late
Uh yeah it's too late to check into the game
[Verse 3]
Most of you chumps ain't trying to win it
Get it up before I grab you up and umma have to skin it
The emperors new clothes are style that he wears at the disco
Don't panic especially with these nimfos
Get grown you little chump, chuckle to buckle you are a luckco bucco stick your dick in a fuck hole and I will never ever chuckle as I do so and crumble you up and put you in a tuck hole
Just know the mechanics of making your choice and writing your bars
Before you poke out your chest loosen Your bra
Before you step out of line and dance with the stars
I could never end a career if it never even start
But when I got the game these rappers bite my flow like sweet tarts
Cause when they realize it's too late
They come back for more but clear up your spores
And attack the mic and go fight for yourself and your freedom
Everybody wanna beat him so conseve him and never ever mother fucking leave em it's Swayde
