Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take Me Away , by - G Herbo. Release date: 15.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Take Me Away |
| Ay, Lord take me away |
| From all the people that ain’t tryna help make me a way |
| I told my mama no more struggling, it’s gon' be okay |
| Yeah, I was hustling in them streets tryna make me a way |
| Mama told me, better not let them streets take me away |
| So I got to that shit, stuck to that shit, now she okay |
| She called my phone to ask how long I’m gon' be away |
| Cause where I’m at, I fall asleep same time as she awake |
| Lord take me away |
| To another place |
| I’m from a place where it ain’t safe to put my gun away |
| This street shit ain’t fun no more, they took the fun away |
| I used to post up on that block and have my gun on waist |
| Knee deep in them streets with nothing to say, I ain’t playing no fucking games |
| I was with my niggas, you know they with it, ain’t hang with no fucking lames |
| Don’t drop our names, still jump out gang, we’ll pull up bust some brains |
| I remember them days in the studio late sweating like a fucking slave |
| Too many days now I take a day just to make 100k |
| 100,000 days I was up at night tryna make another way |
| Got my mama another place, that other shit don’t mean nothing to me, ay |
| Ay, Lord take me away |
| From all the people that ain’t tryna help make me a way |
| I told my mama no more struggling, it’s gon' be okay |
| Yeah, I was hustling in them streets tryna make me a way |
| Mama told me, better not let them streets take me away |
| So I got to that shit, stuck to that shit, now she okay |
| She called my phone to ask how long I’m gon' be away |
| Cause where I’m at, I fall asleep same time as she away |
| Young nigga fuck that sack up tryna make me a way |
| Stuck to my grind got that shit back, it ain’t take me away |
| Broke in the hood before I ever made it on the big screens |
| Selling 14s, 15s, then I started spitting 16s |
| All I ever knew was get cream |
| Only other way was hit fiends |
| Made my mama cry to get this shit, nigga I’m from the streets |
| I’ve seen my homies die up in this shit nigga, wasn’t nothing sweet |
| Remember nights I cried, I think of that and that’s what humbled me |
| I know that my life always at risk, I keep that bitch from me |
| Fuck the penitentiary, niggas won’t get shit from me |
| Murder-murder, kill thy enemy, don’t show no sympathy |
| If I don’t squeeze that trigger where I’m from they end up killing me, nigga |
| Ay, Lord take me away |
| From all the people that ain’t tryna help make me a way |
| I told my mama no more struggling, it’s gon' be okay |
| Yeah, I was hustling in them streets tryna make me a wave |
| Mama told me, better not let them streets take me away |
| So I got to that shit, stuck to that shit, now she okay |
| She called my phone to ask how long I’m gon' be away |
| Cause where I’m at, I fall asleep same time as she away |