Christopher Vause - Take You Home Lyrics

Why
You just
Hit my line
Yeah
Uh huh

You just said leave me alone
Why you always blocking my phone
Starting shit you know you always wrong
Still I'm here trying to bring you home

You just hit my line and I
Don't think that I can reply
Cause you always playing games
And some shit just ain't the same
Throwing dirt up on my name
Acting new that's who you ain't
Why you tripping, tie yo lace
Yo boy bugging, catch a fade
Bottle service in my lane
Everybody know my name
Man this shit just feel like fame
Bitches kissin' on my face
Push them off I need my space
Now I'm up, I'm on my race
Put me first, she know my place
Ain't no thirst, she not my taste
I'm just flexing in my Jays
Your girl just be running game
On her phone, I'm on her page
Saving pictures, I'm on her frame
Cut her off, it ain't a thing
Only you that's on my brain
Why you fucking with these lames
Take you home, yeah, why you playin

Yeah
Why you playing
You know where the fuck you should be staying
With me, we could both be slayin'
Yeah
Uhh

But you just full of pride
So I got these hoes in sight
Always keep them on the side
Looking like I'm living life
I just be running game
Gave me head, don't know her name
She call me Vause, I feel ashamed
I rinse her off with all my pain
Wonder where you're dancing at
Probably in your habitat
Know you been a diplomat
Sensitive from all the chat
Let me sneak you out the back
Pour some wine and run a bath
Now we fucking on the Matt
Then you sober, and you rant

You just said leave me alone
Why you always blocking my phone
Starting shit you know you always wrong
Still I'm here trying to bring you home

I just woke up from a nap
Took way too many zans
Man this shit just had me Damned
Kung Fu Kenny till we land
This all facts, you just pretend
You do this, you get canned
I'm just hanging by a strand
Still living big, I got a plan
This just how it gotta be
Living life just like a G
Don't know if you follow me
Don't need a gram, ain't hard to see
Now I'm just rolling tree
What's yo case
Yeah, How you plea
Don't need a judge, I watch the scene
Tell the truth, need all dry-clean
Cause you washed with all that talk
Speak again, gonna get knocked
All my homies got it locked
Fucked her once and now she stalk
But I never take her home
That's your spot, yeah that's your throne
Why you bugging on the phone
Let's meet up, you too damn grown

Yeah, we too damn grown
Stop running around, you know you should be home
I'll be waiting, surrounded but alone
next to your throne

But you just full of pride
So I got these hoes in sight
Always keep them on the side
Looking like I'm living life
I just be running game
Gave me head, don't know her name
She call me Vause, I feel ashamed
I rinse her off with all my pain
Wonder where you're dancing at
Probably in your habitat
Know you been a diplomat
Sensitive from all the chat
Let me sneak you out the back
Pour some wine and run a bath
Now we fucking on the Matt
Then you sober, and you rant