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Take Me Home
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Bryant
Shawn Bryant
Songwriter

Lyrics

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
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