Too late

Know it's too late to say goodbye But when it comes to it, I love you, baby Too late to say goodbye You know I keep that iron on me I ain't never play, but when it comes for your fucking love I chase that fucking love like some cash Quick to stack that bag, put them in a pack If he run and if he, talk too much I ain't never told in my life, we go to homicide Baby, when it comes to you, it's too late to say goodbye I ain't never switched homicide Quick to catch a case Quick to knock a soul out his motherfucking body Leave another on the ground, stayin' I ain't never play for your love Comin' for the streets, comin' for that bag, chase your love Know we gonna make it out, I ain't never told in my life Blow that motherfucking pipe, knock his mind out I ain't never told in my motherfucking life When it go to homicide, I catch a fucking case I ain't never told when it comes to you Sayin' I love you, I really mean it I ain't never play for that love Quick to that cash, quick to that bag I ain't never told in my motherfucking life When it comes to you, I ain't sayin' goodbye I ain't never told in my motherfucking life Keep that fucking iron on me In case they quick to take my life I ain't never switched on my motherfucking gangs Sliding to day one curve, bledded in I ain't never told on my motherfucking bro When it comes to you, I'ma swing that fucking pole When I knock him down, we gon' take his soul Hangin' with some killers, know it come to repercussion Man, hangin' with some killers, that will burn you over Couple figures, get your head knocked with a couple cash, yeah Cut the cash, we gon' have to do the dash Caught up in the streets, put him in a pack Caught him with that strap I ain't never told in my motherfucking life Knowin' when it go down, we go to homicide Run him with that motherfucking pipe Quick to say goodbye, that ain't mean slime Hangin' with some killers, know it come to repercussion Man, knock that fucking name, burn him, take a chain, yeah We gon' have to say goodbye, that ain't mean slime Hangin' with some killers, come to repercussion Mane, I ain't never played in my life, babe Hangin' with some killers, know it come to repercussion Man, yeah We gon' have to hawk him down We gon' take his motherfucking soul Out his body, get him wrapped around that fishing pole Ain't no comin' back We gon' knock him down, take him all Leave his head up in his lap He gon' drive and drive off really fast Know I'm quick to the fucking cash Cut the cash, do the dash I'ma put him in the pack, take a chain, take his soul I'ma make the Hall of Fame with it, blow It's too late to say goodbye