Soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
Soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
As soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
As soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday-ay-ay
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
Yo somebody tell me what's the difference 'cause
I'm tired of feeling like I've been playing the victim
'Cause see I own it all
I got everything but a kitchen
And my bedroom ain't the biggest
But fuck it that's how I'm living
It's tough
I went from lavish to dirty bags and a cup
From, charges on plastic to barely having enough
From, having an attic to packing bags on a bus
From me thinking "That wouldn't happen"
To "Fuck, Now I feel stuck", so wassup?
A nigga need a few rags and a half of blunt
Just so I could
Get away for once, see it's
Something I need to feel free, it's not what I want
But most niggas out here be scheming on ya green
To get a buck, but
Half of the time I buy snacks with my sack of dimes
Just to
Mack and relax while I'm tracking and rapping rhymes
Gotta
Practice and act like I'm cashing out in my lines
To attract the people that have it
I know it's sad but this time, I'm sick of living this lie
Fuck living out on the streets
I wanna house by the beach
With a year to block out the lease
Two years, hop out the new coupe, cheers
Rock out in peace
And love with a nice piece
'Cause ugh
These night streets get rough
Soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
Soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
As soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
As soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday-ay-ay
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
He counts his funds and never makes it past the single digits
He tried to sell ...
But he kept dipping in it
(Money) Spend it to make it
(The world) Spin it to change it
Bless it with the creative
It's easy to see the vision
But how is she supposed to bring it when the resources are missing
Dollar dollar, it's a major setback
You can keep the coins
But if you've got the change then let him get that
And don't forget that
The shelter is the only thing keeping him out the cold
Hope is the only thing keeping her off the pole
Everybody thinks their situation is their fault
No pot to piss in
No toilet to shit in
But they won't complain because nobody would listen
And the cardboard is the only thing keeping him off the floor
Don't be mad at me I view you as a majesty
Because I know the mind inside behind the eyes
Collects a lot of things that money cannot buy
So come and get these rags and a half of blunt
Just so you can get away for once
'Cause you ain't make it to vacation
You're still on "What is for Lunch"
Soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
Soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
As soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday
As soon as things start to go my way
Time turns into yesterday-ay-ay
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late