Take Me Home
Running around as a juvenile, I was one of the kids, a lost soul
Niggas ain't help me out, they just made fun, I guess thought wrong
And I show compassion to the family, I'm sorry, Aunt Dawn
Niggas gon clown you, they gon down you, you ain't got funds
And they gon try to take everything when you got some
You tryna find where the love at
But the broken hearts get you upset
You ain't see the lies 'cause you fucked with her
You got too deep, you trusted her
You told her things you never would
You told her things you never could
Every nigga needs a big brother
I don't blame mine 'cause I did wrong
He had his problems, he stayed strong
But I'm looking at shit like passing rank
I'm lil' bruva, I'm passing game
I ain't been right since Cel died
My father told me I won't stay the same
I still wonder if you were still here
Certain thoughts I stay clear
I stay clean
If I fall into drugs, I might lose
Same happened to close dudes
I've seen the effects real up close
You dealt the problems, you gotta keep 'em
We squash the beef so we set meetings
I'm tryna leave, I gotta reason
I love my family, I barely see 'em
Take me home
I've been running for so long, take me home
I've been writing all my wrongs, take me home
I've been out here on my own, take me home
All the problems, they come to me
I'm a spitting image of my father
I told a bitch, just look around
I ain't get the love that you chasing
My heart been broke from previous hoes, the aftermath you may receive
You say that you love me, then help me change
If not, then it's gonna be best you leave
Fuck around with them different niggas
I call my brothers, I ain't gotta change
I heard the stuff you was out saying
I don't hate talk, I keep it real
He hanging around them pussy niggas
Just leave me alone, I needed space
911, he tryna live
I got them calls, he not gonna make it
Reasons to live is reasons to die
Crushed hearts eat no food
And tear dropping ain't no good
But the fallout be the worst part
You expect things you never get
Certain things you never should
In this life, I was treated wrong
Some things I can't control
I think it's time I'm moving on
I tell my cousin I hope you with me
It's not a race, it takes time
I'd rather be home for peace of mind
My grandmother gonna pray for me
And another nigga gonna pay for me
I ain't need money, I need shoulders
Like another nigga can't breathe for me
They need shorty
Take me home
I've been running for so long, take me home
I've been writing all my wrongs, take me home
I've been out here on my own, take me home
Niggas ain't help me out, they just made fun, I guess thought wrong
And I show compassion to the family, I'm sorry, Aunt Dawn
Niggas gon clown you, they gon down you, you ain't got funds
And they gon try to take everything when you got some
You tryna find where the love at
But the broken hearts get you upset
You ain't see the lies 'cause you fucked with her
You got too deep, you trusted her
You told her things you never would
You told her things you never could
Every nigga needs a big brother
I don't blame mine 'cause I did wrong
He had his problems, he stayed strong
But I'm looking at shit like passing rank
I'm lil' bruva, I'm passing game
I ain't been right since Cel died
My father told me I won't stay the same
I still wonder if you were still here
Certain thoughts I stay clear
I stay clean
If I fall into drugs, I might lose
Same happened to close dudes
I've seen the effects real up close
You dealt the problems, you gotta keep 'em
We squash the beef so we set meetings
I'm tryna leave, I gotta reason
I love my family, I barely see 'em
Take me home
I've been running for so long, take me home
I've been writing all my wrongs, take me home
I've been out here on my own, take me home
All the problems, they come to me
I'm a spitting image of my father
I told a bitch, just look around
I ain't get the love that you chasing
My heart been broke from previous hoes, the aftermath you may receive
You say that you love me, then help me change
If not, then it's gonna be best you leave
Fuck around with them different niggas
I call my brothers, I ain't gotta change
I heard the stuff you was out saying
I don't hate talk, I keep it real
He hanging around them pussy niggas
Just leave me alone, I needed space
911, he tryna live
I got them calls, he not gonna make it
Reasons to live is reasons to die
Crushed hearts eat no food
And tear dropping ain't no good
But the fallout be the worst part
You expect things you never get
Certain things you never should
In this life, I was treated wrong
Some things I can't control
I think it's time I'm moving on
I tell my cousin I hope you with me
It's not a race, it takes time
I'd rather be home for peace of mind
My grandmother gonna pray for me
And another nigga gonna pay for me
I ain't need money, I need shoulders
Like another nigga can't breathe for me
They need shorty
Take me home
I've been running for so long, take me home
I've been writing all my wrongs, take me home
I've been out here on my own, take me home
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Writer(s): Shawn Bryant
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