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mr. longo - 2 late lyrics

hope it ain’t too late, lately i’ve been flying
so you can’t tell me nothing, you can’t tell me nothing when i’m gone
not when i’m gone
you know it’s too late, baby i’ve been flying

now it’s too late for this
you know my hate for discussions why i carry a piece
always shooting like testino, maybe it’s why i can’t miss
and if you feel the same emotion, i’ma make you my miss
saw you on a cover, then it’s backstage with donatella
i was never afraid to tell ya
you really might be the highlight of my life
others slept on my sheets but they were nevеr the wife
and this versе might be my best chance to admit
they tried to bring me down, now i’m writing this hit
told me i was poison, i’d never be sh+t
i was waiting on a queen so i would never commit
had a strong lack of patience for affection and rings
born to be wild we don’t do well with these things
now you in my dreams, and i need you right there
sleeping by my side, as we breathe the same air
hope it ain’t too late, lately i’ve been flying
so you can’t tell me nothing, you can’t tell me nothing when i’m gone
not when i’m gone
you know it’s too late, baby i’ve been flying

got ice in my veins but your soul is on fire
my life could be a show, on some sh+t like the wire
i act with no flaws, might just win an award
you love the way i write, treat my pen like a sword
we sharing passwords, way you vouching for me
make a n+gga shed a tear, i was watching tv
saw a woman look her man, way you did on our last time
i need you under my roof, and i mean it for lifetime
i’ve seen so many n+ggas getting locked for the coke
i’ve seen too many dreams, getting lost with the smoke
never had a plan b so i had to be ready
man they talking bout practice bet i did it already
you know i’m the answer like my number 3
you had other n+ggas but i set you free
you know i got game like my father denzel
they whistle for me like my name is juelz
and i will take my chance on this track and confess
father my sins how i cope with the stress
all i see is haters, ain’t that a success
when she in my arms my life’s no longer a mess
you know it’s too late, baby i’ve been flying

- mr longo lyrics

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