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Too Late
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Too Late was released on February 21, 2025 by Red Benches Enterprises, INC. as a part of the album Downtown Is Yours
album cover
Release DateFebruary 21, 2025
LabelRed Benches Enterprises, INC.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mr. Peter Parker
Mr. Peter Parker
Performer
Downtown Dion
Downtown Dion
Performer
Maino
Maino
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Mazalewski
Peter Mazalewski
Songwriter
Charles Dion Richardson
Charles Dion Richardson
Songwriter
Jermaine Coleman
Jermaine Coleman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eli Fire
Eli Fire
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
You already know what it is
You know what we do, how we doin' what we do (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Peter Parker, Heavy Hitters
Maino, lobby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Back then, she was frontin', now she be all on my body, I told her it's too late
She tried to call me a munch, I'm in her mouth like toothpaste
Already gave me the buns, play with that pussy like 2K
I got the good, the bad in my trap, yeah, serving 'em two-face
I'm mister do what I want, serve you on Monday and rob you on Tuesday
I'm mister face me a blunt, they keep on giving me screw face
I'm mister rob me a plug, run in your crib, now I got new weight
He tryna find where the drugs, you know I already robbed 'em, it's too late
[Verse 1]
I'm a thief in the night, gotta keep a pipe in case they wan' fight, yeah
Thank God for the time, I've been sayin' free the gang my whole life, yeah
Oh, that's your wife? She gave me neck out of spite
She wan' spend the night, now I can tell when y'all fight
Fronted on me at the wrong time
Now you tryna see how it's going down
Know when I pull up, it's going down
When I see you call, put the phone down
More money, more drugs always gon' come with some hoes around
More money, more guns always gon' come with some homicides
[Chorus]
Back then, she was frontin', now she be all on my body, I told her it's too late
She tried to call me a munch, I'm in her mouth like toothpaste
Already gave me the buns, play with that pussy like 2K
I got the good, the bad in my trap, yeah, serving 'em two-face
I'm mister do what I want, serve you on Monday and rob you on Tuesday
I'm mister face me a blunt, they keep on giving me screw face
I'm mister rob me a plug, run in your crib, now I got new weight
He tryna find where the drugs, you know I already robbed 'em, it's too late
[Verse 2]
Ain't no more spinning the block
'Cause, baby, it's already too late
Told me that she was a freak
Spit in her mouth like toothpaste
I am the ****, fuck who don't like it
I do not care about who hate
Who do I trust? Who do I love?
Most of these **** is two-faced
Back then, she didn't know me
That's right, she shitted on me
But now she fiendin' on me, 'cause
These rocks look different on me
Too late to spin my black, babe
You changed up since I got lit
You realize that way not it
Now watch me pop all my shit
[Chorus]
Back then, she was frontin', now she be all on my body, I told her it's too late
She tried to call me a munch, I'm in her mouth like toothpaste
Already gave me the buns, play with that pussy like 2K
I got the good, the bad in my trap, yeah, serving 'em two-face
I'm mister do what I want, serve you on Monday and rob you on Tuesday
I'm mister face me a blunt, they keep on giving me screw face
I'm mister rob me a plug, run in your crib, now I got new weight
He tryna find where the drugs, you know I already robbed 'em, it's too late
[Outro]
Peter Parker? Fat chance
How does he do that?
Who cares?
Peter Parker, you dun know
Parker, where are you going?
I have to see a sick friend
I didn't know he had any friends
Written by: Charles Dion Richardson, Jermaine Coleman, Peter Mazalewski
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