ACR - Too Late lyrics

[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 sh** 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 a** off Gave you pussies a reason to steal my style I need my flow back But I'll f**ing blow up the game like some blowback But your b**h is a who*e I'll make her throw it back b**h I'm only 14 and I'm better than f**ing 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 f**ing b**hes and doing your synthetic penicillin But I am winning, get that money f** 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, b**hes are walking around skirtless and shirtless This sh** is real crazy it looks like a circus Damn b why you look so nervous These b**hes feeling right up on me like they some serpents But I don't worship the damn devil but I do god your b**h 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 f** 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 f**ing leave em it's Swayde