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Bounce, Bounce, Bounce...
Everybody Wanna get this cash
Everybody In a bag for the fam get high
Everybody Wanna get this jag
In the wild you in style for the fame, in the now
Anybody gonna live this fast
Not worried
Somethin' of a lil mike
Like curry
Never thought that that I would have an attorney
Running around with the pack and I’m worried
Beadies beads on my head ain’t been sleeping
Dreaming out loud ima shark willie beamen
Shorty came back cuz she know I don’t need her
I’m laying coffins think i be with fema
Revenge of the slave, revenge of the dreamers
Tempted to play
But I am not FIBA
Go and go ahead
Just go Billie jean em
Loving your smile remind me of Gina
Go ahead feel abrasive
Sick of working this grave shift
Still really ain’t made shit
Ima come back to my spaceship
&, Why I see these dead faces?
Falling out of my payslip
I might cause a ruckus if you say shit
Cuz y’all can’t touch my vibration
I’m tryna get my soul right
For my whole life
No fright
We don’t fold light
This a whole tribe
Take you there I got intuition
Isaiah Thomas when I get the piston
Never failing if I’m still existing
Gotta lot of demons but I’m never tripping
Manifest, manifest for the win
im like, Manifest, manifest for the win
im like, Manifest Everything...
Manifest Everything...
Manifest Everything...
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Like me you can never be
Static bitch I’ll never be
This shit be the death of me
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Like me you can never be
Static bitch I’ll never be
This shit be the death of me
Manifest Everything
Hold up this that
142 79 and normal Throop
CICS, Folks the drew
Maxwells by the CSU
Thornton Harvey world, The crew
Riverdale to Engle too
Dusable and Brooks to shoop
Hold the city down I do
Niggas on my block
Ain’t there no more
I don’t wonder why me
I just know, That I’m coming home
For my brother life, He special like
He gon change the world
If he feel it’s right
Don’t fear the night
You got angels round
And you here for rights
Gon' shake it like a spider bit you
One of a kind, white tiger is you
On my line I got fines to miss you
On me
I’m like yoshi mitsu
On god
I can’t never fake it
Sell your soul
And you die to make it
Law of attraction I gotta make it
Cuz everybody rap and It’s kinda basic
I told myself That I’m the best
I believe that shit - Get a grip
It’s a marathon and you bound to slip
Just know it’s lit, Easy does it
I don’t care bout the repercussion
I’m bombing this shit yea the reaping coming
Obama’s gon hear yea my people coming
Manifest, manifest for the win
im like, Manifest, manifest for the win
im like, Manifest Everything...
Manifest Everything...
Manifest Everything...
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Like me you can never be
Static bitch I’ll never be
This shit be the death of me
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Manifest Everything
Like me you can never be
Static bitch I’ll never be
This shit be the death of me
Manifest Everything
WRITERS
FREDRICK JONES
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
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