Suitcase

Shit I might not even need an intro
Yeah
You know what I do

I packed up my suitcase with all of my pain, Man it's back on the road man you know How It go
Knee deep in the trenches
I'm starting, They sitting on the benches these niggas be talking like hoes
Time after time I was trying and trying, I'm sending them signs but I couldn't get through
Put dirt on my name, They said I had changed they thought I would quit but I'm still in the Booth
I packed up my suitcase with all of my pain, Man it's back on the road man you know How it go
Knee deep in the trenches, Im starting they sitting on the benches these niggas be Talking like hoes
Time after time I was trying and trying, I'm sending them signs but I couldn't get through
Put dirt on my name, They said I had changed they thought I would quit but I'm still in the Booth

I never trust what I see with my eyes no more, Lately they tricking me too
I never trust what these bitches be telling me cuz, They so good at what they do
I'm not gone lie I'm not the type, All of that jealousy shit ain't for me
She wanna cry all on the skype, She thinking I'm cheating so she told me leave

I packed up my suitcase with all of my pain, Man it's back on the road man you know How it go
Knee deep in the trenches, Im starting they sitting on the benches these niggas be Talking like hoes
Time after time I was trying and trying, I'm sending them signs but I couldn't get through
Put dirt on my name, They said I had changed they thought I would quit but I'm still in the Booth

Why would I quit when I'm so far ahead (No), That ain't something I can do
I got my mama waiting on this bread, I got my girl waiting on this food (Yeah)
I got my man's nem' on the block, I can't keep selling eighths that's too hot
And I can't touch the white it ain't drop, I gotta go and find another shop

I packed up my suitcase with all of my pain, Man it's back on the road man you know How it go
Knee deep in the trenches
I'm starting, They sitting on the benches these niggas be talking like hoes
Time after time I was trying and trying, I'm sending them signs but I couldn't get through
Put dirt on my name they said I had changed, They thought I would quit but I'm still in the Booth
I packed up my suitcase with all of my pain, Man it's back on the road man you know How it go
Knee deep in the trenches, Im starting they sitting on the benches these niggas be Talking like hoes
Time after time I was trying and trying, I'm sending them signs but I couldn't get through
Put dirt on my name, They said I had changed they thought I would quit but I'm still in the Booth



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Turner
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