Letras
A late night with the guys feeling free mayne
I send a text to this dime from east San Jose
Call me tomorrow, tell my fam that I ran away
On the way to Santa Cruz, just to make a play
I'm tired of the hustle but I gotta play the game
Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid
Thinking bout the other day, posted north of fruitvale
To hit my old stomping grounds, I'll pay that toll fare
My old homies like"damn boy you killin em"
Seen me on the gram doing digits, and living it up
Well that ain't nothing but a thang, I ain't did enough
But yes indeed I'm out the way, tryna get these bucks
And best believe I'm moving straight, fuck some fist to cuffs
I got some shows, and a few hoes hitting me up
Yo lack of ambition's what pissed me off
And My main thangs charm be what get me off
This Is Real Manifest Music
Get used to it
This is Real Manifest Music
Fuck Talking Bout It, just do it
I had a whole village just to lift me up
So I'll be damned if one nigga try and test my luck
Best of luck fucking with a boy like me
Cause I'll sacrifice my whole life to see my dreams come true
Yes dreams come true
It's hard to believe but they do
And MC love all thangs taboo
I wrote a player Manual with the indigo crew. And listen
Miss me with that"you next up" shit
I'm tryna be that dude who just does shit
Baddies blasting my groove at the function
This is for the girls who want peace, sex, and money, not a husband
Baby girl we young, this ain't nothing
Time ain't cheap, only do it if you love it
Always knew I'd have a crazy run up in my 20s
Bad ass honeys in the crib, looking lovely
Drop top Mazdas, we cruise when it's sunny
I'm knowing the divine got it laid out for me. You feel me?
I work hard at it cuddy
That's why I can't stand grown men calling me buddy, nigga
This Is Manifest Music
Get Used To It
This Is real manifest music