Manifest

Well, I’d like to take it easy but I gotta go hard
Life deals and I never fold the cards
Gotta play what you’ve got
I don’t say what I’m not
I’m just keeping it real and I just hope that I’m making a lot
Yeah, I’m just playing the ball and yeah, I’m taking the shots
‘Cause I am

MVP in my city at 22, D. Rose when I’m home
Every night I’ll put on a show
And when they see me on stages, greeting me with smiling faces
Help them feel they are not alone

Slowly killed my ego, made friends with the evil, realized I don’t need you
Focused only on healing my open wounds
Then started working first shift right after quitting third
I’m fucking exhausted
Sacrificing free time so I can move

But it’s 'cause of Chef I get checks at all
2-hour phone call, he got me this job
He told me, “Don’t stop, you’ve got me and Tom
Best three in the city, if you don’t agree, then what’s up?”

But I must admit I almost hit you up again
I cannot turn back or reminisce, my love
One moment of weakness, all my business plans would end
And I cannot forgive the things you did
And mom, I hope you know I’m still your kid
Bestowed with the gift you’ve always known I was
There is just so much for me to get
So I have to dip, I have to go, momma
Promise I’ll send tickets to the show
Gotta get these riches on my own
Bestowed with the gift you’d always known I was

Though it’s the fate I accept,
Tried to save what was left in my fingertips
All just to watch it slip right through
And though I’ll miss the life I knew,
I’m asking God for something new
I’m asking God for someone new
I’m asking God for somewhere new