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letra de not too late not too soon feat. the growth eternal - f.y.i.

[verse 1]
dear god it’s been h-lla hard since we talked last
was sleep on hollywood boulevard
i swear you just walked past
you know i don’t like abilify but between you and i
i’m married to self-pity cheating with thoughts of suicide
day dreaming of long rides me and moms lived by csun
she helped with me math at night we laughing at some reruns
good times in my memory
sorry this fenty got me making up
how we be speaking every weekend
two years ago found about her diabetes ain’t recent
oh lord next timе i get an obama phone help hеr to be at home
still alive so i can tell her something decent
passed by a church the other day heard the pastor say
i’m in crisis cause my life is christless
in the role of a beggar i’m done being a type cast them high class
bougie counselors talk down on me and type fast
resurrect me from the streets
god i want my life back no more thankless jobs ignoring pleas
john 3:16
you paid the price still feel like i’m paying fees
remember i was on my knees in front of the supper club
begging for food
[chorus]
i hope i’m not too late
i pray i’m not too soon

i pray i’m not too late
i hope i’m not too soon

pray i’m not too late
hope i’m not too soon

[verse 2]
dear god it’s been about five years since i checked in
when my life was a nightmare definitely thought you slept in
no weapon formed against me will succeed true indeed
you silenced every voice that blamed me in the streets
the lady screaming in front of the gnc calling lapd
saying i did something fishy
showed’em i had enough money to get omega 3s
heartless b-tch had it out for any guy
she couldn’t see my change only viewed me as pennywise
blemish to society she eyeing me to spot crime
forcing rap sheets instead of resources with hotlines
then the seasons changed a new day came i started to get mine
got some work as a stocking clerk shout out to goodwill
hope the crenshaw cowboys of the world make it out the hood still
cried the first time dinner was in my living room
then i woke up still in front of the supper club begging for food
[chorus]
i hope i’m not too late
i pray i’m not too soon

i pray i’m not too late
i hope i’m not too soon

pray i’m not too late
hope i’m not too soon

i pray i’m not too late
i hope i’m not too soon

pray i’m not too late
hope i’m not too soon

- f y i

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