Travel Bag
I done seen niggas fold
Hard to keep warm in the cold
Lose my soul for the gold
Hell no
Rather walk fuck a rolls on road
Mind of the poor
But keep a code
Warm cup of Joe
Gotta know don't do it for the dough
Or the bag gotta sow
Can't be sold
My money rooted like a rose
Verse hot like a dutch on the stove
Momma gone so alone
But it got me in my zone
Created the Roan but it fell like Rome
Nigga no lights on
In the eye of the storm it be calm
I'm bracing for the winds nigga
Embrace all my L's I gotta win nigga
I was sleeping on my suitcases
Walking the streets at night like I'm moon chasing
Mood chasing ain't no groceries the food basic
Macaroni got a few cases
M.I.A I lived a few places
Family but they was new faces
While I'm scheming for them blue faces
Travel bag was my pillow on them suit cases
Said it twice so you get my statement
I got it out the mud yeah below the basement
Niggas round me they was so complacent
Meek mill I was dream chasing
Shit was hard but I knew I'd make it
Fuck famous I just want the payment
Set the foundation like a fucking laymen
Own my shit and say fuck the cavemen
Nigga fuck the racist
Hard to keep warm in the cold
Lose my soul for the gold
Hell no
Rather walk fuck a rolls on road
Mind of the poor
But keep a code
Warm cup of Joe
Gotta know don't do it for the dough
Or the bag gotta sow
Can't be sold
My money rooted like a rose
Verse hot like a dutch on the stove
Momma gone so alone
But it got me in my zone
Created the Roan but it fell like Rome
Nigga no lights on
In the eye of the storm it be calm
I'm bracing for the winds nigga
Embrace all my L's I gotta win nigga
I was sleeping on my suitcases
Walking the streets at night like I'm moon chasing
Mood chasing ain't no groceries the food basic
Macaroni got a few cases
M.I.A I lived a few places
Family but they was new faces
While I'm scheming for them blue faces
Travel bag was my pillow on them suit cases
Said it twice so you get my statement
I got it out the mud yeah below the basement
Niggas round me they was so complacent
Meek mill I was dream chasing
Shit was hard but I knew I'd make it
Fuck famous I just want the payment
Set the foundation like a fucking laymen
Own my shit and say fuck the cavemen
Nigga fuck the racist
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Writer(s): Jameel Mcpherson
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