Rick Ross - Too Late lyrics

[Hook (Jake)] Damn it's too late yeaah What do you want b**h If you're sorry yeah That's a good end [Verse 1 (Jake)] My heart cry and that's why I said "bye" I'm single ... I don't know why Watch me, tell me and please hear me I can't say "I'm sorry" that's not really me So many girls in the party talk with me But I miss you but f** you, now I hate you My friends tell me to forget, but you are not my target If tomorrow I die, don't come to funerals Think about your life and tell me what is best without me So clearly, seriously, now you're very less pretty Oh no !!! I lie I lost my mind I'm ready to smoke I want to overlook When I'm high I can think about you, it's better I confess, without you I'm stronger [Hook (Jake)] [Verse 2 (Jake)] Now I see my future, I can be more mature And all of my lyrics f** all of your pics Tonight I can be happy, like all girls with me I want to smoke I want to drink, I love some joke I love some link Don't tell me, I don't want to hear No I can't cry, I don't lie, I just want be hight In 2 days I forgot you, It's too late... f** you [Hook] [Verse 3 (Rick Ross)] We never steal cars but we deal hard Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it, real hard I caught a charge, I caught a charge Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it, real hard Ain't bout no funny sh**, still b**hes and business I'm on my money, sh**, still whipping them Benzes Major league, who catching Because I'm pitching Jose Canseco just snitching because he's finished I feed em steroids to strengthen up all my chickens They flying over Pacific to be specific Triple C's, you know it's back, we holding sacks So n***a go on, rat, run and tell em that More cars, more hoes, more clothes, more blows