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lil poppa - manifest (828) lyrics
[intro]
n_gga play during the day then he dead the same night (the same night)
n_gga left me by myself when sh_t went left and that ain’t right (and that ain’t right)
i see envy plain sight (plain sight), wish i can give this fame back (fame back)
see now i can like this comment, but you can’t get your brain back
(kingyyume)
[chorus]
i said, “lil’ one, what you doing?”, he said, “getting my aim right”
now you worried about who i’m scr_w_ng, them groupie b_tches ain’t my type (they ain’t my type)
ayy, she gon’ slide when it’s time to slide and that’s the sh_t i like (that’s the sh_t i like)
manifеst this sh_t like 828, b_tch, i was on the same flight (b_tch, i was on thе same flight)
okay, now this one for my n_ggas, the ones that i can’t bring back (that i can’t bring back)
alright now two times for them k!llers in missions, praying they make it back (praying they make it back)
this a letter to the real ones ’cause i ain’t have the time to write (’cause i ain’t have the time to write)
a letter to the ghetto children, ayy lil’ one you gon’ be alright (lil’ one you gon’ be alright)
[verse 1]
okay, but f_ck it, pocket full of chips, i just left game night (i just left game night)
i been double cupping even though it ain’t no good, it keep my brain right (it keep my brain right)
i been getting buckets like i’m king james, shoot like dame, tryna get my rings right (rings right)
told her, “give me head first” then later i might get her name right (name right)
might go insane, still tryna heal from pain, that’s every day and night (that’s every day)
with me you only get one strike and boy, you better play it right (you better play it right)
it’s very rare i play with twice, third time’s the charm but i ain’t nice (no, i ain’t nice)
f_cked around and out my heart on ice (heart on ice), wouldn’t buy it back no matter the price (no matter)
but matter of fact three hunnid book bags to the hood let’s talk about that, let’s talk about facts
i’m the one that you n_ggas wanna rap
the smallest one in the trap, i ain’t see none of you n_ggas there
in this b_tch with dooda and quelo, first ones in last ones out
[chorus]
i said, “lil’ one, what you doing?”, he said, “getting my aim right”
now you worried about who i’m scr_w_ng, them groupie b_tches ain’t my type (they ain’t my type)
ayy, she gon’ slide when it’s time to slide and that’s the sh_t i like (that’s the sh_t i like)
manifest this sh_t like 828, b_tch, i was on the same flight (b_tch, i was on the same flight)
okay, now this one for my n_ggas, the ones that i can’t bring back (that i can’t bring back)
alright now two times for them k!llers in missions, praying they make it back (praying they make it back)
this a letter to the real ones ’cause i ain’t have the time to write (’cause i ain’t have the time to write)
a letter to the ghetto children, ayy lil’ one you gon’ be alright (lil’ one you gon’ be alright)
[verse 2]
now boy you tripping, talking to them pillows, knowing that ain’t right (knowing that ain’t right)
like these b_tches ain’t the reason half of these n_ggas losing they life (half of these n_ggas losing they life)
he ain’t hit, swing back (swing) you better not, miss aim right (aim)
tryna roll a six, same dice (same), ayy, make it quick, i got a flight (i got a flight)
thirty for the izzy piece now, b_tch, you know that come with ice (b_tch you know that come with ice)
any fee involving me now, b_tch, you know that come with tax (b_tch, you know that come with tax)
brand new ____ with a ____ on it and you know it came with light (b_tch, you know that come with)
223, nah, for real, probably got more jordan’s than mike
probably got more hits than ike, big knots on me, g lock on me, i did not come here to fight
she wanna f_ck on me then fuss with me, i hate it but i like it (i like it)
let him get through they day, we gon’ be smoking him tonight
look he just post, i’m finna like it
[chorus]
i said, “lil’ one, what you doing?”, he said, “getting my aim right”
now you worried about who i’m scr_w_ng, them groupie b_tches ain’t my type (they ain’t my type)
ayy, she gon’ slide when it’s time to slide and that’s the sh_t i like (that’s the sh_t i like)
manifest this sh_t like 828, b_tch, i was on the same flight (b_tch, i was on the same flight)
okay, now this one for my n_ggas, the ones that i can’t bring back (that i can’t bring back)
alright now two times for them k!llers in missions, praying they make it back (praying they make it back)
this a letter to the real ones ’cause i ain’t have the time to write (’cause i ain’t have the time to write)
a letter to the ghetto children, ayy lil’ one you gon’ be alright (lil’ one you gon’ be alright)
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