Manifest It (feat. Jean Deaux)

I don't hope, I manifest it
I see O's and I collect it
I'm the shit, OG Maco, yeah you guessed it
I'm the X factor, see this show I've been directing
High ratings
808 jumping and that cone vibrating
Ladies love me, so I got the girls gyrating
Shit ain't overnight, you should know, I'm patient

In the night, I'm praying
I pound pavement
My investment is my mind racing
My down payment
It's funny, now they like praising
Used to need to be the color of a light raisin
I ain't settle 'cause I'm darker than that brown paper
And I'm getting bags, fuck the color
Bitch, I'm ground pepper
Caliente negro, used to be on ground level
Songs are heavy, nigga, you could feel the sound pressure
That brown devil
I ain't sweet, I'm hardened now
I know humble, look me up, that's how I started out
Now I'm confident, them commas prolly brought it out
One thing that's different is what me and niggas talk about
I used to fuck 'em, but we talk about your daughter now

I'm awesome nigga
Everything we do is plotted nigga
I been spotted nigga
I'm always be the topic nigga
I'm the product nigga
I'm always be on top of niggas
You the bottom nigga
You a bottom feeder, uh

I manifest it
I see O's and I collect it
I'm the shit, OG Maco, yeah you guessed it
I'm the X factor, see this show I been directing
High ratings
808 jumping and that cone vibrating
Ladies love me, so I got the girls gyrating
Shit ain't overnight, you should know, I'm patient

(Jean Deaux Verse)

I'm in a new whip
All white
Just to see the tint
Plus 1 came with me
They can see the print
Bitches head fried, served fresh
Like a Benedict
Know what it is, if you don't, you can catch a hint
Heating up like inferno
And I dreamed it up, this rehearsal though
I'm her bet it hurts to know
Whackin' hoes bink bink
Take it personal
I think it's deja vu, 'cause I see the wins

They cannot stall me out, bitch, I can see the future
My pussy in his mouth, it's magnificent, huh
I'm hearing that he drowned, but I'm innocent
150 for a show, anything goes
Beating these blocks, like they instrumentals
Prezi rose gold
Speak it 'til I blow
That's just how the game goes
Bitch ain't nothing changed
Hoe get a bag, don't manifest me
I'm speaking real, take a lesson
I'm right on the money, ain't no question
You dealing with a star, no impressions, yes ma'am

I manifest it
I see O's and I collect it
I'm the shit, OG Maco, yeah you guessed it
I'm the X factor, see this show I been directing
High ratings
808 jumping and that cone vibrating
Ladies love me, so I got the girls gyrating
Shit ain't overnight, you should know, I'm patient



Credits
Writer(s): Zoi Kachet Harris, Haviah Jahshall Denton Mighty, Parker Hatten
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