"8AM IN MANNY" lyrics
You may be in your darkest hour
Know that, night don't last forever
There's a morning coming in your life
Stay down till you come up
ZEL, this shit crazy
Ay'
Man try say "am I good", bro do I look okay?
Somehow I'm close to home
But still somehow I feel away
Don't waste your time and get me mad
Cah' bro, I'll ruin your day
I still ain't recovered from all this pain
I felt back then, but ay'
Yo, tell me what have you done
Show me talk is cheap
Last week man spent like 10, 15
Why would I lie, bro? Here's the receipt
I had to cut off my day one still
Far from shallow that one was deep
Way too busy I get no sleep
Feeling weird, I'm feeling peak
I don't force it, I just air it
The rumours, I don't hear it
You watching, me clearly
My enemies, I don't fear them
Yo
Me, I don't care if you like me
Me, I don't care if you rate me
I've never been one to beg no friendship
Yes, I'm like that baby
I'm the type, to do you wrong
And book one flight, let's switch location
Trust me, you need that bigger bag
That 'lil one, is way too basic
Don't ever lower your worth, my guy
That's when they start start treating you mad
Uncle see me on the block, said
"Ahh, ahh, ahh, you look like your dad"
Yo
Caramel one, she bad
I'm glad, she stuck around for man
You probably think I'm crazy
I can't fabricate who I am
I see one man posting her man on Insta
Seeking validation from next man
Why are all these relationships so toxic?
Nowadays, I don't get that
Man try say "am I good", bro do I look okay?
Somehow I'm close to home
But still somehow I feel away
Don't waste your time and get me mad
Cah' bro, I'll ruin your day
I still ain't recovered from all this pain
I felt back then, but ay'
You way too bad, to chill with basic bitches
That's why I think you're a hoe
I hit that one, she put on a show for me
Practically sold herself
So many years, I was confused
Thank God that I found myself
Inshallah, I make these mill's
And put a smile on mumzy's face
All I ever wanted was 100 bags
And now look, I made that twice
Three times, four times, five times
On my life, yo
I'm seeing the evil eyes, I'm seeing the spite
I'm seeing the jealousy, all this through my eyes
It's time to decide
Fuck clubs, fuck partying
Fuck trying to fit in and socialize
Rub elbows with everybody
So people can stop calling you weird
Know that, night don't last forever
There's a morning coming in your life
Stay down till you come up
ZEL, this shit crazy
Ay'
Man try say "am I good", bro do I look okay?
Somehow I'm close to home
But still somehow I feel away
Don't waste your time and get me mad
Cah' bro, I'll ruin your day
I still ain't recovered from all this pain
I felt back then, but ay'
Yo, tell me what have you done
Show me talk is cheap
Last week man spent like 10, 15
Why would I lie, bro? Here's the receipt
I had to cut off my day one still
Far from shallow that one was deep
Way too busy I get no sleep
Feeling weird, I'm feeling peak
I don't force it, I just air it
The rumours, I don't hear it
You watching, me clearly
My enemies, I don't fear them
Yo
Me, I don't care if you like me
Me, I don't care if you rate me
I've never been one to beg no friendship
Yes, I'm like that baby
I'm the type, to do you wrong
And book one flight, let's switch location
Trust me, you need that bigger bag
That 'lil one, is way too basic
Don't ever lower your worth, my guy
That's when they start start treating you mad
Uncle see me on the block, said
"Ahh, ahh, ahh, you look like your dad"
Yo
Caramel one, she bad
I'm glad, she stuck around for man
You probably think I'm crazy
I can't fabricate who I am
I see one man posting her man on Insta
Seeking validation from next man
Why are all these relationships so toxic?
Nowadays, I don't get that
Man try say "am I good", bro do I look okay?
Somehow I'm close to home
But still somehow I feel away
Don't waste your time and get me mad
Cah' bro, I'll ruin your day
I still ain't recovered from all this pain
I felt back then, but ay'
You way too bad, to chill with basic bitches
That's why I think you're a hoe
I hit that one, she put on a show for me
Practically sold herself
So many years, I was confused
Thank God that I found myself
Inshallah, I make these mill's
And put a smile on mumzy's face
All I ever wanted was 100 bags
And now look, I made that twice
Three times, four times, five times
On my life, yo
I'm seeing the evil eyes, I'm seeing the spite
I'm seeing the jealousy, all this through my eyes
It's time to decide
Fuck clubs, fuck partying
Fuck trying to fit in and socialize
Rub elbows with everybody
So people can stop calling you weird
Writer(s): Lauren Patricia Santi, Mario Luciano Dragoi, Nichol Eskridge, Jason Howard Wool
