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Dom Shelton - Manifest Lyrics



Dom Shelton - Manifest Lyrics




I had a dream I'm Saucy as f*ck then I woke up did I Sauced up
Got me some money and then I bossed up I was hitting Snake-Eyes down on my luck
Car overheating with my kid in the truck she's crying and I'm crying man what the f*ck
Then she leaned over gave me a hug
"Dad I know you spent all of your cash but these things never last"
I left heartache in the past, I had to get off my ass
I don't have time to be sad, I had to get me a bag
Even tried helping out friends, I let them borrow some ends
Never to see them again, I'm glad I don't break when I bend
All I know is my daddy raised a real one
I'm my grandmama favorite f*cking grandson and I'm still living foul like And one
My homie tried to play me like I was f*cking dumb
Then they get mad at me when I distance them
Because I distanced them when I distanced them,
Thoty got mad at me cause she shot her shot
And she miss the goal didnt even hit the rim

I made a million today (Hey)
I got a million in play (Whoa)
I got a million in Bank (Aye)
Manifest, manifest, manifest
I made a million today (Hey)
I got a million in play (Whoa)
I got a million in Bank (Aye)
Manifest, manifest, manifest

I had a dream Martin Luther King had on Supreme
And Malcolm X have the Instagram Flex
Then I woke up went and got me a check
I was made out of diamonds crystals round my neck
It's funny i glide when i slide, ive seen enough homicides
More than enough friends have died, blue tears fall from my eyes
I feel like im blessed i feel like im stressed, my life a mess need i say less
Is it the fall, got a text from my ex
I dont respond, dont delete none the less
Im pissed, i drift, Staring at the screen hoping i dont slip
Man f*ck that bitch song Crip, but i still f*ck that bitch thats on crip
Look at my life i dont take my advice, hurting myself that shit cuts like a knife
I give them advice they go live thier own life
Then come back for the free Man that shit aint my type
Whoa
I had to learn how to lose to learn how to win, i can not recall all my sins
I dont really talk about feelins so i let the words bleed from my pen
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I had a dream I'm Saucy as f*ck then I woke up did I Sauced up
Got me some money and then I bossed up I was hitting Snake-Eyes down on my luck
Car overheating with my kid in the truck she's crying and I'm crying man what the f*ck
Then she leaned over gave me a hug
"Dad I know you spent all of your cash but these things never last"
I left heartache in the past, I had to get off my ass
I don't have time to be sad, I had to get me a bag
Even tried helping out friends, I let them borrow some ends
Never to see them again, I'm glad I don't break when I bend
All I know is my daddy raised a real one
I'm my grandmama favorite f*cking grandson and I'm still living foul like And one
My homie tried to play me like I was f*cking dumb
Then they get mad at me when I distance them
Because I distanced them when I distanced them,
Thoty got mad at me cause she shot her shot
And she miss the goal didnt even hit the rim

I made a million today (Hey)
I got a million in play (Whoa)
I got a million in Bank (Aye)
Manifest, manifest, manifest
I made a million today (Hey)
I got a million in play (Whoa)
I got a million in Bank (Aye)
Manifest, manifest, manifest

I had a dream Martin Luther King had on Supreme
And Malcolm X have the Instagram Flex
Then I woke up went and got me a check
I was made out of diamonds crystals round my neck
It's funny i glide when i slide, ive seen enough homicides
More than enough friends have died, blue tears fall from my eyes
I feel like im blessed i feel like im stressed, my life a mess need i say less
Is it the fall, got a text from my ex
I dont respond, dont delete none the less
Im pissed, i drift, Staring at the screen hoping i dont slip
Man f*ck that bitch song Crip, but i still f*ck that bitch thats on crip
Look at my life i dont take my advice, hurting myself that shit cuts like a knife
I give them advice they go live thier own life
Then come back for the free Man that shit aint my type
Whoa
I had to learn how to lose to learn how to win, i can not recall all my sins
I dont really talk about feelins so i let the words bleed from my pen
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Writer: Dominique Shelton
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Performed By: Dom Shelton
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Dominique Shelton
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