Manifest - Brandyn Burnette

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