Too Late - Wiz Khalifa: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Too Late

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Too Late was released on September 5, 2006 by Rostrum Records as a part of the album Show And Prove

Song Details

AlbumShow And Prove

Release DateSeptember 5, 2006

LabelRostrum Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM74

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Wiz Khalifa

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Wiz Khalifa

Composer

Boaz

Composer

Eric Dan

Composer

Lyrics

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

I shut it down in this motherfucker

Burn a pound in this motherfucker

Shake the ground out this motherfucker

With concrete beats, mobbing these streets

My whole team, yeah, we all in this deep

So let’s get it popping

The first kid to act silly, first kid he dropping

It’s too late, there's no way that you could really stop him

(Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late)

And Bloodbath’ll put the nail in the coffin, I'm availing with bosses

**** dealing with losses

Fellas flippin’, be slippin’

I ain't tripping, I'm whipping

Gettin’ lit from a pigeon

See with us, there's a difference

You be simping, I'm pimping

You just play your position

I'm the bricks in the kitchen

In my age range, doggy, I'm the sickest that’s living

Fuck it, live or deceased, I'm a beast fresh off the leash

(Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late)

It’s too late to run if you scared

So tip your glass and put a blunt in the air

You see, I'm tired of playing with y'all

In case if you didn't know by now

Get stupid, we’ll act a fool

There's no use to try to calm us down

It's too late

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

I'm the motherfucking champion

I can't do it, then it can't be done

Your time’s up, should’ve ran, but you’re…

(Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late)

And I’ll bag the meanest broad, chickens know that I'm picky

Pockets full of dough, eyes a little low from the sticky

Head to toe I be jiggy, fitted tee and some Timbs

Even jeans with some Dickies, custom kicks make it slicky

And mamis all over the kid

Didn’t want me before but now that everybody know who he is

You wonder how, bitch?!

(Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late)

Yeah, I'm rap's foster child, been waiting for my chance to the tip top

So hats off to this prince of hip hop

I speak flame, so tell lames to kick rocks

And do the same to keep from seeing your wig pop

Biatch!

You see, I'm tired of playing with y'all (And I ain’t playing with y’all)

In case if you didn't know by now (You should know by now)

Get stupid, we’ll act a fool (Yeah, we actin’ a fool)

There's no use to try to calm us down

It's too late

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

Now the room’s all full and we all packed In

Somebody might get their jaw cracked in

‘Cause for your jaw jacking

(Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late)

I'm trying to find a little something to slide with

And jump in a ride with

But **** keep hating ‘cause they chick keep smirking

If this cat keep looking, I'ma hurt me a person

But I'm chill, see I only let the team work ‘em

Stomp a **** out until the feet start hurting

You ain't nothing but a vexed up clown

With a style that'll get shut down

It's too late to try to catch up now

I'm on my A-game, movin’ in the fast lane

Cruising right up past lames, focused since the cash came

So for you jokers, I'm a bad thang

Fake guys, yeah, I'm like a snake eyes in the crack game

(Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late)

The young boul leave the track out slain

And I’m still yelling Blackout, bang!

You see, I'm tired of playing with y'all (And I ain’t playing with y’all)

In case if you didn't know by now (You should know by now)

Get stupid, we’ll act a fool (Yeah, we actin’ a fool)

There's no use to try to calm us down

It's too late

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

**** don't want no problems

Easily we’ll solve em

So stop your mouth I'm talking

And start your feet and walking

Written by: Boaz, Eric Dan, Wiz Khalifa

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