Manna

Everybody fail themself without failing God
You been feeling odd, like you really tried
Man you really tried
Couldn't meet a standard that was set up on a lie
Couldn't raise a banner in the manner that you wanted
You been feeling like you washed up when you bossed up
Still missed what you wanted and your eyes glossed up but
What if you and God had different standards
What if you arrived just how he planned it
But you penned it and pinned yourself down
As a rapper, as a writer only good as your sound
Tryna color independent of the man in the crown
Vic Mensa passing up on the Chance in the town
You outta here, outta here, you sliding out
You'd rather find the manna than just let it fall down
Let it fall down, yeah
So I just let it fall down
Yeah, yeah
So I just let it fall down



Credits
Writer(s): Tucker Fuller
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