As of Late Lyrics

Man, sittin' back with Lambs

We came a long way still shit I don't understand

How a little ass boy became a grown ass man

How these one dollar bills turn a pocket full of bands

One play a day, to a hundred thousand fans

I hope I change your life in the ways that I can

I think we all need a little healing hand

How we go through this life, just to manage

I'm just a white kid from Edmond

Never thought I'd be a hip-hop legend

Cold Soul never had a home

As of late, it's hard to stay awake

A lot to do but I can't find the motivation

I hear them sayin' I'ma never make it

What's love when everybody hatin

Who's God when all I know is Satan

Thinkin if I had one day of peace I could change it all

Little did I know how wrong I was

Thinkin if I had one day of peace I could change it all

Little did I know how wrong I was

I ain't really tryna fuckin' fight with ya

Try to ruin my day

Try to ruin my day

Try to ruin my

Try to ruin my day

Try to ruin my

Try to ruin my night

Hit the blunt, take flight

I pray my homie's peace and that we gon' be aight