Manifest

I’m at the godliest phase of life

I can’t be corrupted, just in case ima save it twice

Been to the depths of darkness in spaces that **** normally can’t take it

A hour back just so I could save my light

Church socks when I’m sliding down from the stairwells of heaven

I snuck through the front gate just to come in for a second

I know that’s trespassing but I swear I’m not a felon

Just had a couple of faces to see and ask for a blessing

Then I’ll get gone

Some things in life don’t sit right but I love when things don’t sit wrong

I was born with gifts but what happens when that gift’s wrong

Patting my pockets, gun, key wallet, and got my flip phone

Grab my angel wings putting my fit on

Birds of a feather don’t flock together, we soar different

Don’t lose position over potential. That’s poor pimpin

I keep control of my conscious, that’s where ya core strength is

Course written, working my fitness, I’m never forfeitin’

Drive on GT, 4 engines with gloss finish

All leather, got my shorty livin in her soft era

Get what we want so anything on top is all extra

I speak life when I flex and that make us talk better

Tile with the heated floor panels to help us walk better

All checkered, walls ain’t painted baby that’s marble texture

For when I seen my mama trip when the crib was infested

All this time I invested ima take and manifest it

I be reflecting and thinking man I’m impressive

That’s first impression

Just my reflexes

Never with effort

I be doin shit and then I forget it

Because my skill is of a veteran

Peep the lesson This just the schematics to all my tactics

I write it down in reverse and then work on that shit backwards

You would never know my direction going first or it’s last

But my shit is everlasting my **** I make it happen

I had the 1G rolled up, 1 pull and that bitch gone

You’n want smoke wit me, get that shit on

Fine china, pinky go high up. I get my sip on

They call me Uncle Roy, black and mild on my lip long

Bars uppercuttin you better hope that ya chin strong

Catch one hook, shidd now ya chin on ya shin holmes

Me tappin out? Nah **** that isn’t optional

She asked me how I do it, I say…

**** gettin folded, but me?