Zalea - (Outro) Manifest Lyrics

I'm in the books burning bills
Dreaming of a life in the hills
Tesla with the doors up, suicide seals
Starved my whole life, just waiting for a meal
If i’m linking with Winchado y’all better know the deal
That’s the fam on my name and we always keep it real
Raw dog it on the track, in ya guts with the feels
We two youngins on the run coming at ya heels
808’s all in my mind feeling vibration down my spine
The city wants to hear me rhyme
But they ain’t recognize my kind
They ain’t realize I’m dimed out
Had to put my pride aside, put myself on time out
Cause these fools be tryna waste my daylight
Imma cut it off (yuh)
All these goonies in they trueys
Ain’t got bars they soft (yuh)
You got the look, but you ain’t got the lyrics
You wrote a whole album, that shit is on clearance
I am a legend, I say from experience
I am a flower who on stage is imperious
Yes, yes I’m blessed
Been through stress, been put to the test
But I’m strong just like my mom
I wear my heart out on my vest
I’m a vet
Purple heart to end the text
I get way too high to even remember what was said
I ain’t know a fucking soul who’s life I wanna live
These bougie ballers, dropping dollars on hoes and not they kids
In the club every friday night through sunday
Then they do the walk shame home to fam on monday
This so mundane
I don’t gotta explain
my ability, my agility on stage will blow your damn brain
to little smithereens, all my goonies ganja fiends
I’m just the fairy queen, making moves from broken dreams
Niggas shouting like
Gang Gang little thang , what’s your fucking name
Whole clique drip with Z merch, set with a chain
Smith & Wesson always near me hear them pistols bang
If a hater hit my phone imma just let it rang
Imma just let it rang and go to voicemail
While I do some therapy in some retail
You in and out jail, got caught on some blackmail
On some petty shit, can’t find anyone to post bail
Man I ain’t here to fix your problems
You a grown ass boy, I think that you can solve em
We can one on one and maybe we can talk but
I ain’t into shit that ain’t pushing forward I’m top dog
You a feline, little pussy
You can try to take my spot but I promise you can’t push me
I was made for this, none of you fakes ever could be
Im the queen of my city, cause someone fucking should be
It’s time I manifest this mic
Manifest all these poems that I indite
Pop a couple pills that’s mixed with dirty sprite
While I kill a couple verses, get the crowd feeling hype
98 tiger eye cause I’m raw
Pray for my enemies I subdue em all
Been steady grinding countin days on the wall
Hard work pays off, Im getting paid in the fall
It’s time I manifest this mic
Manifest all these poems that I indite
Pop a couple pills that’s mixed with dirty sprite
While I kill a couple verses, get the crowd feeling hype
Cause I been in the books burning bills
Dreaming of a life in the hills
Tesla with the doors up, suicide seals
Starved my whole life, just waiting for a meal

I'm in the books burning bills
Dreaming of a life in the hills
Tesla with the doors up, suicide seals
Starved my whole life, just waiting for a meal
If i’m linking with Winchado y’all better know the deal
That’s the fam on my name and we always keep it real
Raw dog it on the track, in ya guts with the feels
We two youngins on the run coming at ya heels
808’s all in my mind feeling vibration down my spine
The city wants to hear me rhyme
But they ain’t recognize my kind
They ain’t realize I’m dimed out
Had to put my pride aside, put myself on time out
Cause these fools be tryna waste my daylight
Imma cut it off (yuh)
All these goonies in they trueys
Ain’t got bars they soft (yuh)
You got the look, but you ain’t got the lyrics
You wrote a whole album, that shit is on clearance
I am a legend, I say from experience
I am a flower who on stage is imperious
Yes, yes I’m blessed
Been through stress, been put to the test
But I’m strong just like my mom
I wear my heart out on my vest
I’m a vet
Purple heart to end the text
I get way too high to even remember what was said
I ain’t know a fucking soul who’s life I wanna live
These bougie ballers, dropping dollars on hoes and not they kids
In the club every friday night through sunday
Then they do the walk shame home to fam on monday
This so mundane
I don’t gotta explain
my ability, my agility on stage will blow your damn brain
to little smithereens, all my goonies ganja fiends
I’m just the fairy queen, making moves from broken dreams
Niggas shouting like
Gang Gang little thang , what’s your fucking name
Whole clique drip with Z merch, set with a chain
Smith & Wesson always near me hear them pistols bang
If a hater hit my phone imma just let it rang
Imma just let it rang and go to voicemail
While I do some therapy in some retail
You in and out jail, got caught on some blackmail
On some petty shit, can’t find anyone to post bail
Man I ain’t here to fix your problems
You a grown ass boy, I think that you can solve em
We can one on one and maybe we can talk but
I ain’t into shit that ain’t pushing forward I’m top dog
You a feline, little pussy
You can try to take my spot but I promise you can’t push me
I was made for this, none of you fakes ever could be
Im the queen of my city, cause someone fucking should be
It’s time I manifest this mic
Manifest all these poems that I indite
Pop a couple pills that’s mixed with dirty sprite
While I kill a couple verses, get the crowd feeling hype
98 tiger eye cause I’m raw
Pray for my enemies I subdue em all
Been steady grinding countin days on the wall
Hard work pays off, Im getting paid in the fall
It’s time I manifest this mic
Manifest all these poems that I indite
Pop a couple pills that’s mixed with dirty sprite
While I kill a couple verses, get the crowd feeling hype
Cause I been in the books burning bills
Dreaming of a life in the hills
Tesla with the doors up, suicide seals
Starved my whole life, just waiting for a meal