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Creflor Dollar 
I can never tell a lie 
Whole squad busy like a hive 
Tryna make a mill by 25 
You can never steer away my drive

4AM hittin' the highway

Came from out of sight
like a creature in the night
but I don’t mind
Music of my life
You switched up the vibe
but I don’t mind
Lost myself in you,

can't connect
Don't wanna think about what you said
How's it taste when I leave you on read
Don't need you have my music instead
Good luck getting me out

Some might call me strange 
Or be in an uproar by my humour 
Some may hate my brasin soul 
I cannot help this 
This is the way I was born 

And some

the whole world's mine
I once saw a vision and now I'm seeing the signs

Staring out the window smoking on this indo
Back in the days we was playing Nintendo

are gone
I relfect and my life seems chaotic and jumbled
Writing this music is the only action which makes me feel humbled

I'm talking to myself when I'm talking in my music
Truth is this isn't the only thing in my life that I have been abusing
My health declines it

Yeah you'll never see me lose it
Off these drugs I been abusin
I put passion in this music
I get caught up swear they so ruthless
I ain't been eating

Steamin' pile of red, white, and blue All-American bullshit
Because, think of how we started
Think of that 
This country was founded by a group

Nike out the box
Tammy watching for the cops
I pick the call then it drops
Remember all the times I flopped
All the times I took the L
Learning every day

snakes in the grass
Talk trash I’ll harvest your venom
And tell run them pockets
Homie and harvest your denim
Get devoured on the mic
Ignite digested by

need sleep 
She want fuck and we aint met 
Living life with no regrets 
I dont want sleep
I dont need sleep

I might miss out on a lick
Tellem to get off

the same when I heard you sing
The music I hear comes from a white room and it's all mine

I'm surrounded on all sides by the ocean
Still I'm landlocked,

say no 

We got no haters 
It's a wonderful situation 
Keep low key but still got a reputation 
Bangin'
Hits out the attic no hesitation 
Not everything

since they locked my partner tooly down
Get in where you fit in tell a goofy he can't come around
Aim it make a shooting sound 
Yea that bitch be stupid

This is Californication
Check how I'm moving
Now I'm getting to it
My n***** get mad when I'm not dropping music
It's heavy influenced by the bit that

of the classroom and I would daydream
I’m out my fucking mind most the time can someone save me
Ooo
I think I lost it, threw my heart in a coffin & crossed it
Hope

Kiss you one more time 

I like to play my music 
I think It's still allowed!
Next door ain't listening 
So I'm gonna play it loud

Being lonely makes

And makes a man out of the pieces that are left

There's a ghost in the garden
There's a spirit in the hall
There's a love that I still feel
In your picture

that’s under Cover
My niggas kept it ten toes flat
Straight out the gutta
PAC in the day time
And biggie by the night
Writing song after song
With that

Cause I'm mesmorized by ya hips
I need some private time with ya lips
She from over west music notes over her breast
I stole her from Khalid he no longer

it was see
See these people don't get what I'm doing
Love for the money ain't love for the music, tell me
Tell me what you think about that
I know

You know I'm focused on my cream I go and get by any means
When they see me on the scene it's like Mike from Halloween
I be playing with these

Fell in trenches and I came out um
Gettin money so the flame by em
Niggas talkin jewelry but they ain't copin
Or balenciagas and they ain't buy um