Expensive Manifestations Intro
Yeah
I am the freshest when I walk up in it
All of my niggas with me in attendance
Give me a year imma buy em all pendants
This only the start yeah we in the beginning
If I take a L it's a lesson do lots of reflecting
My mind it's too focused on winning
And I don't abide by religion but I got on Christian
They say that I'm tripping I'm sinning
Walk in the door got on Christian Dior
With some Really Rich you ain't seen before
I had to stop talking to the lil bitch
Cuz she told me that she did not love me no more
Yeah walk in my house and it's cash on the floor
I'm a young rich nigga I got money galore
I exit the game when I got me a queen
No I ain't touching on none of you whores
I'm sitting back and i'm grinding
Through all the pain I'm still smiling
I was doing bad now I'm getting better but I'm still in the streets wildin
At night I can't even sleep right cuz I'm steady hearing police sirens
I just want to run away to another place where it ain't no violence
Yeah I been stacking bands up with my friends
In the studio I'm vibing
In the Benz late at night I can't even think
I'm just in here riding
Through my soul I been deep diving
For the money I been striving
Everything that I say in my raps is straight facts
Ain't no cap I can say I ain't lying
Hold on
I'm in the booth while I look at the lake
I been locked in in this bitch since bout 8
Bae I'm on my grind ain't got time for no date
But you can come meet me at home when it's late
Know that if you leave I ain't tripping
Too focused on winning
And way too focused on my pape
And no I cannot do no simpin
I'm balling I'm pimpin but bae if you love me just wait
Wait Wait
Let me slow it down right now
I kind of like how this shit sound right now
Yeah I'm riding in the car with like a pound right now
A nigga try me it's going down right now
Yeah I'm riding with them racks through the town right now
I'm feeling like jumping in the crowd right now
I say mama I hope that you proud right now
Are you proud of me
On my mission my vision I gotta see
I have to much fun and this is my world I guess you can say we at Odyssey
Intuition my sight I don't got to see
I don't even much write cuz' my style is free
Yeah I got this one bitch she be styling me
Take her out to the mall on designer spree
Me and twin in the club with a lot of freaks
Throwing so much it look like the lottery
We gon' throw up a dub and then probably leave
I'm rocking Amiri my bro got on Prada jeans
Put that shit on I feel like a designer fiend
I take a sip out the bottle & probably lean
Lil momma look like a model she hella clean
Baby girl fuck yo nigga come be with me
Yeah he a lame ain't no way he competing with me
Don't say you my brother you wasn't in the street with me
I had a few times when they had tried to beat on me
So now when I pop out I stay with that heat on me nigga
Yeah I am the realest
I am not nothing like these other niggas
He think he that cuz he come from the trenches
Really you can't even comprehend the difference
Fuck a mile in my shoes boy you couldn't walk some inches
I am the freshest when I walk up in it
All of my niggas with me in attendance
Give me a year imma buy em' all pendants
This only the start yeah we in the beginning
If I take a L it's a lesson do lots of reflecting
My mind it's too focused on winning
Walk in the door got on Christian Dior
With some Really Rich you ain't seen before
I am the freshest when I walk up in it
All of my niggas with me in attendance
Give me a year imma buy em all pendants
This only the start yeah we in the beginning
If I take a L it's a lesson do lots of reflecting
My mind it's too focused on winning
And I don't abide by religion but I got on Christian
They say that I'm tripping I'm sinning
Walk in the door got on Christian Dior
With some Really Rich you ain't seen before
I had to stop talking to the lil bitch
Cuz she told me that she did not love me no more
Yeah walk in my house and it's cash on the floor
I'm a young rich nigga I got money galore
I exit the game when I got me a queen
No I ain't touching on none of you whores
I'm sitting back and i'm grinding
Through all the pain I'm still smiling
I was doing bad now I'm getting better but I'm still in the streets wildin
At night I can't even sleep right cuz I'm steady hearing police sirens
I just want to run away to another place where it ain't no violence
Yeah I been stacking bands up with my friends
In the studio I'm vibing
In the Benz late at night I can't even think
I'm just in here riding
Through my soul I been deep diving
For the money I been striving
Everything that I say in my raps is straight facts
Ain't no cap I can say I ain't lying
Hold on
I'm in the booth while I look at the lake
I been locked in in this bitch since bout 8
Bae I'm on my grind ain't got time for no date
But you can come meet me at home when it's late
Know that if you leave I ain't tripping
Too focused on winning
And way too focused on my pape
And no I cannot do no simpin
I'm balling I'm pimpin but bae if you love me just wait
Wait Wait
Let me slow it down right now
I kind of like how this shit sound right now
Yeah I'm riding in the car with like a pound right now
A nigga try me it's going down right now
Yeah I'm riding with them racks through the town right now
I'm feeling like jumping in the crowd right now
I say mama I hope that you proud right now
Are you proud of me
On my mission my vision I gotta see
I have to much fun and this is my world I guess you can say we at Odyssey
Intuition my sight I don't got to see
I don't even much write cuz' my style is free
Yeah I got this one bitch she be styling me
Take her out to the mall on designer spree
Me and twin in the club with a lot of freaks
Throwing so much it look like the lottery
We gon' throw up a dub and then probably leave
I'm rocking Amiri my bro got on Prada jeans
Put that shit on I feel like a designer fiend
I take a sip out the bottle & probably lean
Lil momma look like a model she hella clean
Baby girl fuck yo nigga come be with me
Yeah he a lame ain't no way he competing with me
Don't say you my brother you wasn't in the street with me
I had a few times when they had tried to beat on me
So now when I pop out I stay with that heat on me nigga
Yeah I am the realest
I am not nothing like these other niggas
He think he that cuz he come from the trenches
Really you can't even comprehend the difference
Fuck a mile in my shoes boy you couldn't walk some inches
I am the freshest when I walk up in it
All of my niggas with me in attendance
Give me a year imma buy em' all pendants
This only the start yeah we in the beginning
If I take a L it's a lesson do lots of reflecting
My mind it's too focused on winning
Walk in the door got on Christian Dior
With some Really Rich you ain't seen before
Credits
Writer(s): Weston Hurst
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