One, two, three, four, yeah
[Vince Staples]
I don't wanna die but I will for the cause
Swallowing my pride, like them pills y'all be on
I hate when you high but you hate feeling lost
I hate every time that you ask "can we talk?"
Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Fighting for some years now, something gotta give
I don't wanna rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
Don't wanna dream 'bout the shit I done did
You know these trips come with baggage
Been all 'cross this atlas, but keep coming back to this place
'Cause they trapped us
I preach what I practice, these streets all I know
And there's no place like home (No place like home)
[Fousheé]
Ooh, ta-take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is 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
[Vince Staples]
Yeah
I'm on PCA, she goin' south, blow her on the seat
With the windows down, music loud
Let 'em hear the beat
When it's quiet out, I hear the sound of those who rest in peace
Tryna drown the violence out
But let 'em say that they want beef
And we riding out, finding out where them niggas be
If they hanging out, lay 'em out
Airing out the street
Then it's out the way, outta state
Please don't tell on me
Don't need no more felonies, all these broken memories
I be solo dolo, never know who working with police
When I hit the set, it's loaded, I don't know who envy me
I'm the only one who made it out, you remember me?
Bitch, you a friend of me, you plan on killing me? No?
[Fousheé]
Ooh, ta-take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is 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
[ Fousheé]
And I make mistakes sometimes
I, I tried
I can tell you who's an ally
I can tell you who, who
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