Suitcase - Rome Fortune

I’ve been living on a suitcase

I’ve been waking to a new face

I’ve been living on a suitcase

(You tell me how to smile, but where we going?)

Look, I said

Look, I said

Paddling backwardly actually

On a pressure of level I got magazines, actresses over me

I could hurt you a level, nigga

Eagle flow, so high

Shoot you out your sky

A bullet like (?), why the fuck you had to lie?

If you wanted to be single, you could’ve said it

I’m on the road, seeing hoes, counting fetti

We could’ve been cool, real shit and say we ain’t ready

But here we go with these hoes, causing mess

Bitch clean the mess

Don’t want to stress

I found a movement

Gone fly to west

Gone see the pictures

Gone see the sex

Gone see the dough

Won’t be reflex

I say

I’ve been living on a suitcase

I’ve been waking to a new face

I’ve been living on a suitcase

(You tell me how to smile, but where we going?)