Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Manifest, artist - Brandyn Burnette. Date of issue: 23.02.2017
Song language: English
Manifest |
| It’s a modern song for humans |
| Who created the illusion of money |
| Last time I checked I still got debt |
| But what’s it really mean? |
| I’m still myself, my soul is wealthier than anything |
| Over thinking, over thinking 'bout it too much |
| Over paying for the gold rush |
| We don’t take much to the grave |
| So tell me why we spend these lives |
| Working so hard for the wage |
| When none of it matters |
| So take my money, just take my home, go take it all away |
| Take my problems, just take my ghost, go take my memory |
| No price I pay could blind my faith |
| Take my money, my problems, my fears before they manifest |
| I’m still grateful for the Sunday’s at the church on the rock |
| My homie Darren used come until he fell to the block |
| Slinging leaves in the trees, man the money could talk |
| The homie Grimes went to jail and then we all had to stop |
| And take stock 'cause life in Hilltop wasn’t safe from the cops |
| Passing blunts in the lot of the AMC 12 |
| Pastor blunt preaching a sermon how we’re going to hell |
| Just give your dollars up to Jesus, 10% of your wealth |
| The price of heaven isn’t cheap but it sure does sell |
| Price of heaven isn’t cheap but it sure does sell, now |
| So take my money, just take my home, go take it all away |
| Take my money, my problems |
| Take my money, my, take my money, money |
| Take my money, my problems |
| Take my money, my, take my money, money |
| No price I pay could blind my faith |
| Take my money, my problems, my fears before they manifest |
| And as those Saturday’s waste away |
| I wonder why I spent my days in a haze? |
| Caught in a lie, there’s no denying I was |
| Tryna find some peace of mind |
| I even tried to take my own life, one time |
| With no exaggerating, damn my world was fading |
| I was suffocating, only 18, but with enough hate |
| That there was something in my heart that couldn’t keep waiting no more |
| I nearly shut my own doors before, they really opened |
| My mom was back home almost done hoping |
| Scared her boy would come back with his mind broken |
| But listen clearly 'cause I’m not joking |
| This is a token of my love to you |
| This is what I been through |
| But it ain’t about what we been through |
| It’s what we get through |
| Take my money, my problems |
| My thoughts, my thoughts |
| My thoughts, my thoughts |
| My thoughts, my thoughts |
| My thoughts, my thoughts |