Late Alert

I had my own story waiting to be told, years gone by a man got cold

Tale so priceless, heavier than gold

Saved by grace, cause I thought I was late

Took another route to the game, cause I was tired of all the shame

But ain't nobody to be blamed than myself

Every morning I was on my knee, praying to the most high if he can see me

But I learned my lesson

This is late alert , but we still rising up

We just got started and we not backing down

So if you gon' hate, whatever they do, we not falling for that trap