Lyrics Too Late - Nito NB
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
you
ain't
involved
I
keep
my
face
covered
I
heard
that
yout'
on
tunes
But
live
in
the
flesh
come
back
when
they
said
they're
cuttin'
Train
ain't
snubbin'
It's
too
late,
done
him
Too
bait,
fuck
it
Broad
day,
love
it
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
you
ain't
involved
I
keep
my
face
covered
(Ghosty)
I
heard
that
yute
on
tunes
But
live
in
the
flesh
come
back
when
they
said
they're
cuttin'
Train
ain't
snubbin'
It's
too
late,
done
him
Get
down,
don't
move
Out
the
window,
shoot
This
shit
done
run
in
my
roots,
I'm
rude
Try
look
for
the
video
shoot,
it's
true
Like
I
ain't
got
nuttin'
to
do
Two
weeks,
fortnight
Man
loot,
rob
food
Wanna
see
if
this
auto's
tuned,
get
used
Get
rid
of
them
pills,
exclude,
no
clues
When
a
K
in
the
trap,
big
mood
We
had
ice
in
the
T,
tryna
make
criss
rock
We
were
new,
tryna
jerk
this
city
A
quick
phone
call
from
a
bitty
New
runner
in
town,
hearing
his
lil'
Ps
weren't
diddy
Attempted
to
lock
off
the
block
Put
phones
to
a
stop
Leng
white
in
the
back,
no
Iggy
He
thinks
that
a
man
came
silly
Catch
him
and
his
bitch,
no
River
Leaf
Him
and
his
missus
sippy
Juice
man
properly
if
he
try
mock
me
Me
and
bro
come
through,
try
and
tag-team
it
Don't
even
leave
it,
leave
man
leakin'
Then
it
goes
saucy,
doin'
up
remix
New
one
neatest,
cock
back,
beat
it
Doin'
up
verbal,
live-o
seen
it
My
man's
screamin',
not
bad,
dreamin'
I
guess
all
the
things
that
he
said,
he
didn't
mean
it
Too
bait,
fuck
it
Broad
day,
love
it
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
you
ain't
involved
I
keep
my
face
covered
I
heard
that
yout'
on
tunes
But
live
in
the
flesh
come
back
when
they
said
they're
cuttin'
Train
ain't
snubbin'
It's
too
late,
done
him
Too
bait,
fuck
it
Broad
day,
love
it
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
you
ain't
involved
I
keep
my
face
covered
I
heard
that
yout'
on
tunes
But
live
in
the
flesh
come
back
when
they
said
they're
cuttin'
Train
ain't
snubbin'
It's
too
late,
done
him
Not
me,
never
that
Couldn't
take
no
chat
Gang
fly
out
the
ride,
no
nonsense
Bro
tellin'
man,
"Kick
back"
Put
nine
in
the
wap
Gang
bros
never
had
no
conscience
Said
that
he
weren't
involved,
but
he
still
got
smoke
Lock
stop,
two
smokin'
barrels
And
if
we
get
caught,
that's
calm
'Cuh
we
burnt
them
garms
Don't
ride
with
a
man
that's
paro
I'm
sat
in
a
bando
choppin'
it
Opp
block
mockin'
it
Me,
I
don't
believe
in
plottin'
it
Pull
up
in
a
ride,
no
seatbelt
No
DNA,
straight
smoke
'Cuh
they
got
low
tolerance
Why
stay
inside
on
FIFA
See
us
bang
beaters
and
say
they're
about
on
the
roads
That's
woosh
put
scars
on
your
virtual
pro
In
the
ride,
score
.9
or
a
Glock,
that's
chromo
Gave
you
an
inkling,
me
and
this
spin
ting
Comin'
like
Bonnie
and
Clyde
When
I
grip
that
tight,
on
sight
in
a
ride
Which
block
are
we
goin'
tonight?
I
feel
shit
when
it
comes
to
the
point
when
we
ain't
got
Rides,
so
we
got
cop
more
two
walls
of
four
with
the
slidin'
doors
Soon
off
tour,
go
and
bang
them
doors
Too
bait,
fuck
it
Broad
day,
love
it
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
you
ain't
involved
I
keep
my
face
covered
I
heard
that
yout'
on
tunes
But
live
in
the
flesh
come
back
when
they
said
they're
cuttin'
Train
ain't
snubbin'
It's
too
late,
done
him
Too
bait,
fuck
it
Broad
day,
love
it
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
you
ain't
involved
I
keep
my
face
covered
I
heard
that
yout'
on
tunes
But
live
in
the
flesh
come
back
when
they
said
they're
cuttin'
Train
ain't
snubbin'
It's
too
late,
done
him
Project
X
Ghosty
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