Manifest It

I'm losing sleep over it There ain't a job that I would keep over it Put myself through hell to gain peace over it I mean it's hard to ignore I'm at my job bored Remembering them sermons Like the lord called you for more Feeling like the road I chose left me unsure Sometimes a window closes so you can open up a door Stay focused on your Expedition Keep moving Ford Betting on myself I didn't know I was before When that weight is on your back You gotta strengthen up your core Find ya self a long ways from Mopping up them floors Even further from collecting measly dollars For them chores You in the game now time to run up the score My decanter filled wit some dark liquor Top dropped pouring a toast wit my niggas Chain on my chest Blowing the sillage of a winner Piping her right I swear to God she getting thicker I need a coupe that's brand new White, black or dark blue Bumping Sweetest Taboo While she kiss my tattoos Bad when she wake up Especially when she made up And when I put it down She thanking god and prayed up I need my momma in a house Fully furnished when she out Ain't gotta worry bout Declined coming from her bank account I need golds up in my mouth I need golds around my neck Standing at my mailbox in my boxers to get a check I manifest it I always felt like I was destined But I just kept it clandestine You can smell me in the wind with it I can tell by her face That I'm a win with it I put it down There ain't a clown That can contend wit it You can't be down Now that we round You ain't begin wit it So don't pretend wit it Now we done came a long ways Grinded out some long days The boomerang of life Trying to get some strange Really dropping out of college When they dropped that Kanye This was destiny child But that goes beyond say Started talking dough like I need some beignet Cause I need some big plays Yeah I need some big moves I'm tryna fill my legacy with them some big shoes Taking big bites out of life like them some big chews I need a coupe that's brand new White, black or dark blue Bumping Sweetest Taboo While she kiss my tattoos Bad when she wake up Especially when she made up And when I put it down She thanking god and prayed up I need my momma in a house Fully furnished when she out Ain't gotta worry bout Declined coming from her bank account I need golds up in my mouth I need golds around my neck Standing at my mailbox in my boxers to get a check I manifest it