[Chorus: Justin Stone]
Manifested that Tesla
I'm too dialed in
Even Satan knows he can't test us
And I'm prayin' now so I'm blessed up
No one hurts like my flesh does
Can't catch up, someone tell the press that I'm flexed up
Manifested that Tesla
I'm too dialed in
Even Satan knows he can't test us
I'm prayin' now so I'm blessed up
No one hurt like my flesh does
Can't catch up, someone tell the press that I'm flexed up

[Verse 1: Justin Stone]
Sober is new to me
Hell and back, round trip
She hit me like "come through"
Hit her back with "I'm cool"
I feel new now, I can't lose now
Feel like Cajun, no mercy
Pay my dues out
Write a song and then pop the roof out
I been high for too long, drop a new song
Move in silence
Throw the whip in that autopilot
Drops thirst traps I don't even like cause my standards higher than the Eiffel Tower
I been on psycho, runnin' all night though
Cut the fake friends like lipo
I said that I might blow, take that mic right home
Make a mil, yeah, from an iPhone
[Chorus: Justin Stone & Matt Corman]
Manifested that Tesla
I'm too dialed in
Even Satan knows he can't test us
And I'm prayin' now so I'm blessed up
No one hurt like my flesh does (uh)
Can't catch up (yeah), someone tell the press that I'm flexed up

[Verse 2: Matt Corman]
Someone tell the press that I'm flexed up
When I shoot my shot it's the neck up
Know it's Matty Corms, I'm the best stuff
2023, know I'm next up when you doubted me
Uh, imagine if I'm in the stu and they chargin' me hourly
(Yeah) Money I'm making this month, you should look like my salary
Yeah, I took a trip to the islands up coast and used to spend all of my money, was hopeless
Now I got my lawyer, retainer ain't jokin'
Mmm, song after song, we gon' drop till it's finished
I feel like Popeye, all my verses are spinach cause I'm gettin' bigger than say just an image, yeah

[Chorus: Justin Stone & Matt Corman]
Manifested that Tesla (woo)
I'm too dialed in
Even Satan knows he can't test us
And I'm prayin' now so I'm blessed up
No one hurt like my flesh does
Can't catch up, someone tell the press that I'm flexed up
Manifested that Tesla
I'm too dialed in
Even Satan knows he can't test us
And I'm prayin' now so I'm blessed up
No one hurt like my flesh does
Can't catch up, someone tell the press that I'm flexed up