Better Late Than Never (feat. Henri)

Walking through mazes

Been going through phases

I need answers and these shots been as clear as my days is

My therapist tell me that I'm adhering to changes

Try to self reflect but when I do the mirror don't say shit

My vision blurred

When I hear mom voice it hits a nerve

I scroll through my gallery cause her pictures worth a thousand words

The gift and the curse the women think I'm a flirt

I almost swerved after kicking my last bitch to the curb

Made it rain on the stripper the money quenching they thirst

My shorty hate the fame but she don't complain bout to the perks

Look at my dilemmas jkelly a rolling stone

I'm looking for my Beyoncé I promise it wont be long

I'm undisputed when it come to music

**** pass but I'm the one the one to shoot it

Get on a track and **** run like mucus

It's not a game my ****

So better just chill to the next episode

But still I came from a city where you can't buy filler

So my life is like the greatest story I never told

Dawg it's now or never

My shirts used to holister ride in Teslas drive cameros

With women of the finest textures

Cut from a different cloth you still in polyester

Cashmere thoughts I'm still on

My life is like Sylvester

Rocky roads had me miserable

If you don't add value you expendable

My Quotes is memorable flows unlimited

My foes identical

Doing math with this paper so I Fuck hoes in intervals

Ain't got time for it

Crying no I had grind for it

Is life is black white I'll earn my strips in some Concords

On a one way exit

To riches please relay the message

I'm wilding mining like a diamond I relate to the pressure

Ironic I been fucking hoes all over the map

But still I be trying to find new ways to escape my exes

Better late than never

Always wanted to show and prove

The world finally paying homage I felt it was overdue

Because I use to question God like why a **** a signed

And then the phrase Late bloomer became my only excuse

Better Late than never

Build with my fam Asap I prosper with the fans

Cause I remember all that ramen Betty Crocker in the pans

Back in high school was filling up my locker with these jams

Now every record a knocker I'm getting offers for the jams

Like CP with the clips boy

Almost rings for these

I'm feeling like I'm Hitboy

I got a King's Disease

I'm a G with steez Gangstarr

Coming out the shadows homie Gangarr

Taking this whole thang far aye

But it used to just be a thought

Dropped and dreaming a lot

The plot was steaming the pot but now we be the cream of the crop

Sixteens scheming the block I bricked now greening the shot

I'm thoroughly for the ville from the boroughs out to the hills homie

Man me and Jalen we historical and greats

We be balling through these changes like it's Oracle to Chase

We embraced cause ya couldn't get this aura pulled replaced

Check the airwaves we be climbing up on this staircase