TAKE ME HOME Vince Staples & Fousheé
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[Intro: Vince Staples]
(One, two, three, four) Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Three, four, one, two
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I don't wanna die, but I will for the cause (Dead homies)
Swallowing my pride like them pills y'all be off (Hell nah, yeah)
I hate when you high, but you hate feeling lost (Where we at with it?)
I hate every time that you ask, "Can we talk?" (Hell nah, yeah)
Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Fighting for some years now, something gotta give (For real)
I don't wanna rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
Don't wanna dream 'bout the shit I done did (Walk 'em down)
You know these trips come with baggage (Yeah), been all 'cross this atlas
But keep coming back to this place 'cause they trapped us (The hood)
I preach what I practice, these streets all I know
And there's no place like home (No place like home, six-eight, yeah)
[Chorus: Fousheé]
Ooh (Alright, alright)
Take, take me home, like I clicked my shoes (Aw yeah, aw yeah)
I'm up, the price is sky-high (Sky-high)
Please save your two cents, I'm fine
I got no sensor, I vibe
Like, "Ooh, ah, ooh, ah"
Only abide by my rules
(One, two, three, four) Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Three, four, one, two
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I don't wanna die, but I will for the cause (Dead homies)
Swallowing my pride like them pills y'all be off (Hell nah, yeah)
I hate when you high, but you hate feeling lost (Where we at with it?)
I hate every time that you ask, "Can we talk?" (Hell nah, yeah)
Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Fighting for some years now, something gotta give (For real)
I don't wanna rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
Don't wanna dream 'bout the shit I done did (Walk 'em down)
You know these trips come with baggage (Yeah), been all 'cross this atlas
But keep coming back to this place 'cause they trapped us (The hood)
I preach what I practice, these streets all I know
And there's no place like home (No place like home, six-eight, yeah)
[Chorus: Fousheé]
Ooh (Alright, alright)
Take, take me home, like I clicked my shoes (Aw yeah, aw yeah)
I'm up, the price is sky-high (Sky-high)
Please save your two cents, I'm fine
I got no sensor, I vibe
Like, "Ooh, ah, ooh, ah"
Only abide by my rules
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