Nexx - You're Too Late Lyrics

You're too late
Na na na na naa, na nu na nu Na nu na nu na nu

It's yaboyNexx shoutout kezzy

At the end of the day its a short story cus i ain't make it to your heart in time
At the end of the day niggas calling ya phone but you should be ringing up mine
At the end of the day we can really cop a bag sitback cus planes we flying
At the end of the day you been running my running my running my mind

Love when you touch me cus it's so addictive
I just might f*ck round and make you my Mrs She got a nigga
I send em good wishes, cus just like trey songz
I'm taking ya bitches Up in the mix like please mind ya business
Or catch me outside bhadie bad I'm tripping
She said i lied she started flipping
I'm skating behind help me I'm slipping
When i first saw u i ain't know how to act
Like damn lil mama how you move like that
Do it how you do it put the arch in ya back If you throw it
Ima catch it yea yea yea
Throw it in a circle clap clap clap clap
Ya i really want you no Cap no Cap But u been playing with my head
So if i leave you don't get mad
Maybe she thinking I'm just a playa
When she gon get like baby wake up
I ain't really tripping over no paper We can really go to Jamaica Can you really do this Favor If i f*ck you raw don't say nun Just focus on getting ate up
Like akon they don't see us together

At the end of the day its a short story cus i ain't make it to your heart in time
At the end of the day niggas calling ya phone but you should be ringing up mine
At the end of the day we can really cop a bag sitback cus planes we flying
At the end of the day you been running my running my running my
You're too late
You're too late
You're too late too late
You're too late
I'm insecure you gon change on me
End up rooting for the other team
I just want your honesty
Cus i enjoy ya company
You're ur too late
You're too late

Bitch i crave your presence
Your essence
When we touching
Need some loving
Is you forgetting
Ya mouth a weapon
And i got feelings
Do you got feelings
Started like vibe with me vibe with me
Now she won't ride with me ride with me
We was screaming gang gang gang gang
Now she wanna bang bang bang bang
Not was the same same no more
Know you wanna hate me some more
Keep ya distance for sure
Argue with me for sure

At the end of the day its a short story cus i ain't make it to your heart in time
At the end of the day niggas calling ya phone but you should be ringing up mines
At the end of the day we can really cop a bag sitback cus planes we flying
At the end of the day you been running my running my running my mind
You're too late
You're too late
You're too late

Bitch i crave your presence
Ya mouth a weapon
Is you forgetting
Is you forgetting
Bitch i crave your presence
Ya mouth a weapon
Is you forgetting
Is you forgetting