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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LANDO
LANDO
Lead Vocals
Mac Gollehon
Mac Gollehon
Horn
Andy Burton
Andy Burton
Keyboards
CeCe
CeCe
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Landon Gagner
Landon Gagner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Kimmel
Ian Kimmel
Mastering Engineer
David Maurice
David Maurice
Producer

Lyrics

Take me home
Away from the chains that I've grown
Take me home
But don't let me go, don't let me go
Take me home
Away from the chains that I've grown
Take me home
But don't let me go, don't let me go
There's gotta be something more to this life than pleasure
There's gotta be reasons to wanna live forever
Why'm I so cold, I'm covered in Louis sweaters
My heart turned to stone and now I can't feel the textures
I breathe hits they squeeze out with tension
Respect the team, project the beam
You got front row seats to cosmos ascension
No engine, but I move with ease
If talk cheap my actions are speechless
See past emotive expressions
I Steve Kerr my team to the spotlight
Sat on boards that it don't hurt to mention
Bad bitches in six different dimensions
Superstar vision, you stressin over the inches
It take loss to scoff at the profits
Independent and richer than when we started
They buy bottles, I sip water at Bathhouse
Will called labels, they had nothing to chat 'bout
Till I eclipsed the streams on their spreadsheets
Now they wanna talk and I had to get a tat about it
My neck froze, the hands grip the throat cold
Lone stone road, my path go where most don't
Put ten toes in dope flows and notes flowed from
Heart so broke I used to feel sad about it
Hate real but we really ain't too mad about it
Deaf ears, inner critic really yell the loudest
Shed tears, cried a river full of all the doubters
They be treading water and it really made me flow the hardest
I float past the roadblocks that most don't
So much dough that we really haven't made a budget
Ten dimes organized by their shirt size
I stage-dived the Parkside, they all about it
I'm not like other rappers
First night packed out the East Side rafters
Model giving throat and she don't got a gag factor
First time back, made a time-less anthem, no doubt about it
Take me home
Away from the chains that I've grown
Take me home
But don't let me go, don't let me go
Take me home
Away from the chains that I've grown
Take me home
But don't let me go, don't let me go
I think they forgettin' who the fuck I am
So I had to remind them about where I been
Like I was bussin tables out in Phoenix
Now the chef come out to greet me
Just to compliment my cardigan
And she prolly model on the side
I used to buy a bottle but I'd split it with the guys
Now I buy a bottle of the Leoville La Caso and besides a couple commas
Boy I can't tell what the difference is
That's a secret though I try to fake it
They gave me every reason that I wouldn't make it
Like do you know how crazy that this business is?
Do you know how hard it is to even make a living making music and
How low your chance to make it is?
By the way I gotta say
I knew a couple rappers, they were talented as shit
What makes you different from those other kids?
They work at Chick-fil-A now
That don't even take account of
You coming from a town that don't nobody ever make it out of
Not to even mention that you're white
You looking like you tryna copy Post
I mean maybe you could ghost write
I mean facts, yeah, that's all valid
Besides the fact that rapping ain't got shit to do with talent
And on the flip side of the coin
Just to play the devil's advocate
He really got a voice man
Now parmesan my panino
I was swimming with the sharks, turn 'em into branzino
Never took a break, issa reload
Only kinda question is it Riesling or Pinot
Now I got the whole city in a full nelson
Got the Rolls limousine, you could fit a hotel in
Few mademoiselles in it, now we getting handsy like 50 Odell's in it
I ain't got no cell coverage
Won't you slide
Just a little closer
One last time
Down the rollercoaster
You and I
Lose all composure
Chase this high
Know we ain't supposed to
Just one more ride
Delayed overdose through
Napalm skies
To see through the smoke you just
Close your eyes
Breathe in the rose
To erase your mind
With scentless aromas forever
Written by: Landon Gagner
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