[Verse 1: Silas]

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

I'd probably have a couple million private jets right overseas

IPhone blowing up like when you gonna show up

We waiting on a project, your boy's tryna grow up

I'm 21 living in the world, my mind is different

Move all in silence, my family calls me Silas

I wonder what happened to Buddy, knuckles been so bloody

Really can't hold it in, always tryna flow within

People always talking 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 and run around

Looking back at all the crazy shit that we had did

I forgive motherfucker, let me live motherfucker

Show your colors, yes true colors and let this boy live

[Verse 2: John Lindahl]

Let this boy live

No I ain't got time to sprawl for nothing

Let this boy live

Tell anyone you want a bit of me

I need some time alone

Don't know where I will go

I don't know

I don't know

[Outro: John Lindahl]

Yeah, ah, alright, yeah

Hey, hey