LETRAToo LateFrench Montana, Jim Jones

Dipset, coke boys
Something epic you know
French what up, bx what up
Harlem what’s bangin

Lost in the fog, it’s hollow here
Blood runnin hot, light years
Following lost, im missing me
Is it too late to come on home?
Is it too late to come on home?
It’s safer here, I heard it’s a sad song

Through the fire right through the fog
Big bag like Santa Claus,
New sauce for the summer sauce
Marching band, we the drummer boys
And tell the crib I’m on the way back,
walking off to my goals, took the plane back
And they prayed he ain’t came back
All rocky like A$AP

I’m decisive, persuasive, facelift
Top down, ageless, timeless,
stone age, runnin outta patience
Servin up the patients, no navigation
Grind like bad breaks,
Eat a lobster with the crab that’s left the bad taste
Same n***a’s on the roster up from the bad days,
N***a’s on the rat race
Same n***a’s laughin at us started laughin with us
Cause all the slammed doors turned to lamb porsches

Is it too late to come on home?
Is it too late to come on home?
It’s safer here, I heard it’s a sad song
Is it too late to come on home?

It’s never to late too come home for a gangster, Capo!

If nobody died then it’s not a beef,
Contrary to the lies, we all got beliefs
Still keep it in my ride and in my boxer briefs
Hood n***a got them yachts stackin by the beach,
They still treat me like a God when I’m in the H
Cut noise the ether, then eat the charge like a dinner plate
We was just duckin them charges on the interstate,
Watch 50 that’s an extra 20 large in the face
We both getting money, that is not the issue
Tryna find my wooster, like some chakra crystals
Still hit a n***a wit a tek but I ain’t got a whistle,
Slide to the way, make sure your moms got a box of tissues
We gon hit whoever rockin witchu,
Catch your ass in Houston, shoot you, make sure you got rockets witchu
We come home we get a welcoming committee
When you fucking n***a’s go home you ain’t welcome in your city, but

Is it too late to come on home?
(too late for what?)
Is it too late to come on home?
(n***a show up late I’m right on time)
Is it too late to come on home?
(better late than never)
It’s safer here, I heard it’s a sad song
Is it too late to come on home?

They told me if you get money then it shouldn’t be able to fit in your pocket n***a
My money can’t fit in a bag, so what time of bag you n***a’s is gettin?

We drinkin ace and ciroc all night you heard?
I been a bad boy, tell Diddy I been sellin that Danity Kane to get that dirty money
You heard me money?
French what’s up? BX, Harlem