Manna (Moses) - Fashawn

You know what I’m sayin?

I’m workin on it

Uh, uh huh, I birthed you niggas

You keep acting up I’ma earth you niggas

Uh huh, uh

Similar to Moses, I would give you niggas Manna

This that Grizzly City grammar

This a brick inside a Phantom, fuck around, Instagram it

I could never ditch the camera

You can find me in the gutter, ditch me with the glitz & glamour

Hammer, on my hip, Cal, let a grip, Blaow!

Now you hit, hear that, loud in the spliff

Crowd know its piff leave you sittin' with the clouds

Body found by a ditch

All I need is a few pounds and a mound

I can pitch

Got a diva, got divas, chocolate brown and she thick

Went to town with her lips, southbound on a dick

Round-trip, leave a California cloud then I dip

On a prowl for the chips, got the crown in my grip

Leave you grounded and pissed shootin' rounds til it click

Hold it, down til every grizzly, 'round me is rich

Go head, lose yo head, put underground I insist

Shoot a rapper out his kilt, give his gown to my bitch

The meanest

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

I admit

I been hibernating

Public saying 'Why you waiting?"

Must be off psilocybin

Left me out the conversation

Trying to go from movin' grams

To a Grammy nomination

I done seen all kinds of hatred

Since the day of my invasion

Now it come, smiley faces

Foes by the congregation

Clothes from designer

Made it, safe with the combination

Club, got the bottles waitin'

Drugs, done in moderation

Slugs, for the confrontation

Homies, hollow cases

No congratulations, send my condolences

Yo career is over kid

Too much baking soda in it

He noticed

Ima name brand figure

Game plan, bigger

Who iller?

Bet you couldn’t name that nigga

Its 'shawn

I belong, at the top

In my palm, got a knot

Whip it soft, til it rock

Sell it hard, its my block

My turf, my body or my hood

My product everybody know whats good

Understood, Its 'Po!

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride

Breathe, kill, murder, survive

Hustle, struggle, the pain, the pride