KFX Kicks - Too Late lyrics

[Verse 1: Blanchard] They told me get my money up So now I'm in a different lane They told me when you coming up Things will never be the same So now the studio the kitchen J mixing in here whippin' like we pie flippin' I got some packs on a track like I'm still shipping I put some racks on a pack and they still missing Yeah...they really want to see the dope Fed's kickin' doors especially when I do a show You see them feins come, but never really see em' go And my connect said he sent it bout' a week ago With them 16's , boy I swear I'm gettin' em' off I got a chick mean and she don't ever switch it off But for 32 you gone have to take a loss They make it hard mane, but they can't ever make a boss I'm in the S-Cla** tryna' make the honor roll I'm on the 3rd deck, but I never had to fold I'm in here cooking, but you ain't never seen the stove They burning bridges, but I prefer you pay the toll Give em' ba**, yeah that's what the speakers sold I want it all, but I'm gone have to keep my soul Man, this might be the greatest story ever told How I'm stackin' bread, now all I ever see is mold [Hook: Blanchard] Ugh...they telling me it's too late I'm almost to the top and they told me it was too late About to make it, they told me it was too late She said she really like me, but she told me I was too late I tried to get it, they told me I was too late I tried to take it over, but they told me I was too late I tried to cop it, they told me I was too late I'm almost to the top, but they told me I was too late [Verse 2: Blanchard] Yeah...It's like I caught a murder rap On the tracks, you can call it murder rap I k**ed em' all, yeah they say I murdered rap But I ain't done, so it can't be a murder wrap You in Ferrari's, now everybody look at that I'm in Ascari's, I bet you never heard of that We getting money, you know like where them turbans at I hit the stage and not just where I'm serving at Triple threat no chest pa**...all I know is jet lag Hoppin' out boy no stunt...they worried bout a guest pa** Said they signed a deal...I seen em' at the check cash I'm trying to see my first mill'...and stuff it in my best bag They call me too fly...somewhere up in Dubai Que Pasa La Mujeres...Now I'm in Aruba I double up the paper...now they call me two ply Bih, Bih...I sound like I'm two Plies Do a hundred no gas tank...then I let yo' boo ride Whip it like I had slaves...then go get a new ride They tellin' me it's too...It's too late, it's too late They tellin' me it's too...It's too late, it's too late They tellin' me it's too...It's too late, it's too late They tellin' me its too...