[Intro] lights low, motor warm, late again, late again — let it run. [Verse 1] green light, half a car, chump change, slow roll, I take it thumb taps "traffic got me", true part, bad math, I make it buzz buzz, he texts "figured", quick hit, clean rip, rude, no slack caught the lie before I dressed it, smile hits the tint, slips back straight face, late again, not my best lie, but it walks fine dash clock lags, red digits stutter, I don't sync time typed "left early", key click, teeth grit, backspace the pretty spin horn gets brave at brake lights, I swallow back the grin ten sounds clean, twelve got teeth, ten ten, ten gets sent through teeth "take your time", don't be patient, I'm tryna be wrong in peace belt clicked, I bite the laugh, third lap, bass taps, dash shakes three streets, send it, maybe rides shotgun, foot stays on the brake [Chorus] lights low, motor warm, late again, late again — let it run. "on time"? nice myth. not mine. late again, late again — let it run. [Verse 2] cupholder buzz buzz, Nia all caps, WHERE YOU AT I thumb "two blocks", send it, even my thumbs know that's cap pool's up, Nia took the hour, Maya fifteen flat I'd put a stack against me too, easy money, respect the craft skipped the blow dry, wet hair on the headrest, gloss gone, gloss goes Maya says twelve now, on the clock, she don't round, she knows merge lane opens wide, I dive then float the ride her block ahead, bass in the bricks outside girls sing off note, off note, they started without me, cool curb full of bumpers, porch light humming, that's old news kill the motor, tick tick while it cools, I sit one bar nobody's watching that door for me, they know the cough of my car [Chorus] lights low, motor warm, late again, late again — let it run. "on time"? nice myth. not mine. late again, late again — let it run. [Spoken Word] started early. on my life. right hand raised. crawled an hour to the head of traffic. no cones. no trace. city moved on mood. I read the pace. whole crew put paper on my minutes. same wager I'd have placed. foot off the brake. porch glow. [Chorus] lights low, motor warm, late again, late again — let it run. "on time"? nice myth. not mine. late again, late again — let it run. [Outro] ...nobody took "on time." smart.
