Dollar Interlude - Silas, John Lindahl

If I had a dollar for every lie that’s been told to me

I’d probably have a couple million private jet right over seas

My iPhone blown up like when you gonna show up

We waiting on a project ya boy is just tryna grow up

I’m 21 living in this world my mind is different

I move all in silence my fam just called me Silas

Really can’t hold it in always tryna flow within

People always talkin' bout the shit that I be owing them

Tell the truth I don’t owe nobody for nothing

You fuckers always blowing me the realest always showing me

Like momma used to say boy money doesn’t grow on trees

Cut em down shut em down rob em run around

Lookin back at all the dumbass that I had did

I forgive muhfuckas let me live muhfuckas

Show ya colors yes true colors and let this fucker live

Let this boy live

No I ain’t got time to stay for nothing

Let this boy live

Tell anyone you want but they doubt me

I need some time alone

Don’t know where I will go

I don’t know

I don’t know