Samsonite Man - Fashawn, Exile, Blu

Late night, I would write

See the world through my composition, thirsty

Stay strong in the face of adversity

Now my rhymes took me further than I imagined

Torin, Atlanta, Sicily, Manhattan, Staten

Island right back to the Valley

Just to show em how we do in central cali, my home

On the map now, they tell me sit in the throne

I tell ‘em I’m not concerned with the crown or the robe

Just wanted to meet the world, become a man on my own

And I did, now the name’s household, Santiago

CA get hot, as I ran I hit Chicago

It’s the heart that guides me, my mind just follows

I go where the wind takes me

Samsonite bag full of clothes

Like Jack hit the road

To the next city

Fuck it, let’s travel the globe

Luggage already packed

Who knows when I’ll be back

They say I’m a rolling stone, where I rest my head is my home

I let it be known that I’m a Samsonite man, yeah I’m a Samsonite man

I was reflecting where I been and realized there wasn’t nowhere

Back home looking at life in one long stare

There comes a time in every man’s mind he gotta get out

Get something, bring back something, don’t sit around

Slumped, blunt in your hand, running from what, living for what

Parents, so you can fry they can front

Like your peace but you keep the distance

Cause your piece of mind is so small

Giving the attention to y’all

Because they listening

Listen, I’m just one reflection

You see me on stage and think of God reflecting

But see I’m really just John, look my passport says so

Folks say I’m retro and I guess so

Bag over my shoulders no pack of clothes on the metro

Alone again looking out the window at the road again

Ask myself why I left home to roam

When I’ve never been home or to Rome

But I’m gone again

To the fans that supported me when I was down

Said I went Hollywood cause I don’t come around

On the road seems like I’m always out of town

I could even reach the globe or keep it underground

Everyday is a journey, I’m just trying to find my way

Left teardrops on my girl pillowcase

My unc' said we ain’t got no time for that

Big sis said make sure your mind intact

It get lonely on the road don’t forget about home

Got to know where you been to know where you going

Everything changes, before you know it

You in the mirror realizing you getting older

I never thought that I would make it out the F

Got the respect that I ain’t expect

Last night, can’t remember where I slept

One city at a time then it’s on to the next

So on that note, I’mma pack my bags

Hit the road, yeah, I’m gone

Peace