Brandyn Burnette - Manifest

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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