Sometimes when I'm dreamin' And I'm far away from home I kind of get the feelin' That I'm never quite alone See I just can't help But think about you
when it comes to be real baby know I am the king pocket full of money ribs full of .... truck full of ... truck full of ... truck full of ...t ruck full
the citizens are looking quite the same but then again we are check the files and learn its not ok to go quite that far I guess well take it back assuming
I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it But all the same
Finally agreed to pledge my allegiance here I've agreed to make a change Swallow my pride enough to bow out on my own They want to make you feel like
Punch your card 'cause your working day has started and you're pushing hard for employee of the month You got your tools of business and They're bloodied
When it says goodbye, you don't hear it sigh Does that it mean that it's gone far far away/ Is this your day to buy a paper, draw a mustache? Make the
I got what she wants Ah, her nose, a tied knot I got one mile to go On down the road, on down the road Well, she got what I want And she knows what I
Suitcase, suitcase, follow me 'round Boot lace, boot lace, tie me down Money for fun, yeah, golden crowns It's all inside a game we've been playin' so
Yes, you can pack your suitcase I don't want you here no more Yes, you can pack your suitcase I don't want you here no more You know you done me wrong
Sometimes when I'm dreamin'And I'm far away from homeI kind of get the feelin' that I'm never quite aloneSee I just can't help but think about you baby
Whatcha doin' with a suitcase? Tryin' to hit the ground with both feet runnin' Aren't you trippin' on your shoelace? You're stealin' away on a sunny day
Change the locks on the door Put out the light in the hall I do not live anymore Put the world in a box Turn the sign to the street Aim for where the
I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble, I anticipate it But all the same
A little brown suitcase at the top of the stairs Not much to start with and worse for the wear Mama said Virgil let's throw that away He said, "No, it
(Eva:) I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it But all the
(feat. Fat Pat) [talking:] Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn H-Town representing, Screwed Up Click You in here, with Trae the Truth mayn