(I'll always question it)
(Sleeping in the studio or in my bed there ain't no different)
(And I'm seeing things mo-)
Yeah
Is it too late for me?
I'm growing up and I don't know where life is taking me
In a position in my life where haters hate to see
But I will never let em tell me it's too late for me
I'll always question it, always wonder if my path is different
Sleeping in the studio or in my bed, there ain't no difference
Always writing with a passion, never listening to critics
And I'm seeing things more clearly, I realize what I am missing
Uh, yeah
Being in this position, I risk
A lot, cause I don't know if you'll listen
I miss the days where I used to want a Benz
Now I wanna keep my car payment to a min
Yeah
That's how the story goes (uh)
And I don't even wanna cry cause then my sadness shows (yeah)
And I don't really wanna die, cause if I do they'll know
I was hiding pain, and the only way I let it out is through this
Is through making music, I vent to babe and she knows everything
I think of new hits, to tell my story and experiences
I sit in silence, I ain't never went to parties, I ain't too religious
I just, don't like to interact with people who are drunk or high (nope)
And I don't hate those people, I just really don't have time
Really cause those things your using for enjoying
I associate with death, because my best friend died (yeah)
Under the influence, so I like being in my mind
I find making music, living life is really my fun times
(For real)
Do what you wanna but make sure to keep yourself in check (yeah)
If you wanna be great, there's only 4 spots left
(I got one)
Is it too late for me?
I'm growing up and I don't know where life is taking me
In a position in my life where haters hate to see
But I will never let em tell me it's too late for me
I'll always question it, always wonder if my path is different
Sleeping in the studio or in my bed, there ain't no difference
Always writing with a passion, never listening to critics
And I'm seeing things more clearly, I realize what I am missing, uh
(Hey)
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(I'll always question it)
(Sleeping in the studio or in my bed there ain't no different)
(And I'm seeing things mo-)
Yeah
Is it too late for me?
I'm growing up and I don't know where life is taking me
In a position in my life where haters hate to see
But I will never let em tell me it's too late for me
I'll always question it, always wonder if my path is different
Sleeping in the studio or in my bed, there ain't no difference
Always writing with a passion, never listening to critics
And I'm seeing things more clearly, I realize what I am missing
Uh, yeah
Being in this position, I risk
A lot, cause I don't know if you'll listen
I miss the days where I used to want a Benz
Now I wanna keep my car payment to a min
Yeah
That's how the story goes (uh)
And I don't even wanna cry cause then my sadness shows (yeah)
And I don't really wanna die, cause if I do they'll know
I was hiding pain, and the only way I let it out is through this
Is through making music, I vent to babe and she knows everything
I think of new hits, to tell my story and experiences
I sit in silence, I ain't never went to parties, I ain't too religious
I just, don't like to interact with people who are drunk or high (nope)
And I don't hate those people, I just really don't have time
Really cause those things your using for enjoying
I associate with death, because my best friend died (yeah)
Under the influence, so I like being in my mind
I find making music, living life is really my fun times
(For real)
Do what you wanna but make sure to keep yourself in check (yeah)
If you wanna be great, there's only 4 spots left
(I got one)
Is it too late for me?
I'm growing up and I don't know where life is taking me
In a position in my life where haters hate to see
But I will never let em tell me it's too late for me
I'll always question it, always wonder if my path is different
Sleeping in the studio or in my bed, there ain't no difference
Always writing with a passion, never listening to critics
And I'm seeing things more clearly, I realize what I am missing, uh
(Hey)
(Sleeping in the studio or in my bed there ain't no different)
(And I'm seeing things mo-)
Yeah
Is it too late for me?
I'm growing up and I don't know where life is taking me
In a position in my life where haters hate to see
But I will never let em tell me it's too late for me
I'll always question it, always wonder if my path is different
Sleeping in the studio or in my bed, there ain't no difference
Always writing with a passion, never listening to critics
And I'm seeing things more clearly, I realize what I am missing
Uh, yeah
Being in this position, I risk
A lot, cause I don't know if you'll listen
I miss the days where I used to want a Benz
Now I wanna keep my car payment to a min
Yeah
That's how the story goes (uh)
And I don't even wanna cry cause then my sadness shows (yeah)
And I don't really wanna die, cause if I do they'll know
I was hiding pain, and the only way I let it out is through this
Is through making music, I vent to babe and she knows everything
I think of new hits, to tell my story and experiences
I sit in silence, I ain't never went to parties, I ain't too religious
I just, don't like to interact with people who are drunk or high (nope)
And I don't hate those people, I just really don't have time
Really cause those things your using for enjoying
I associate with death, because my best friend died (yeah)
Under the influence, so I like being in my mind
I find making music, living life is really my fun times
(For real)
Do what you wanna but make sure to keep yourself in check (yeah)
If you wanna be great, there's only 4 spots left
(I got one)
Is it too late for me?
I'm growing up and I don't know where life is taking me
In a position in my life where haters hate to see
But I will never let em tell me it's too late for me
I'll always question it, always wonder if my path is different
Sleeping in the studio or in my bed, there ain't no difference
Always writing with a passion, never listening to critics
And I'm seeing things more clearly, I realize what I am missing, uh
(Hey)
Writer: Cameron Edwards
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