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Crystal Clear Video (MV)




Performed By: MN Moder
Length: 3:02
Written by: Zachary Moder




MN Moder - Crystal Clear Lyrics




My obligation bring elation
Good girls going bad
Californiacation
Could of should of would of
There were always stipulations
We could have been good
You were always complicating
Like when you started hating
For the reason that I'm making
Cake and never taking breaks
I'm great with motivation
Give a lot of thanks
For what I'm given when I'm facing
Trouble Moder make it through
I make a revelation

Legs are busy spreading for the traffic
Central station
Keep the fronting
I can see ya hoe participation
Know the situation
It ain't hard to be replacing
I'm always making space
I'm interchanging no relation
No complaining
When I change I make a bold elimination
So ain't wit dating
But no Moder ain't evasive
Body's rub together
Girl our lovin's so abrasive
Take your panty line
And with my tongue I'm gonna trace it
Phone wherever place it
Promise I won't be invasive

Yeah I'ma give you space
Hit me when you craving it
I feel our energy
I'm floating out in space shit
You think I may slip
I tell you I don't save ship
I'm after pay slips
And headed to the dough fast
And I ain't leaving you behind
Cause you a broke ass
The reason is that you a leach
And want a bro cash
So I delete and make a note
To never show that
Like when I wrote you notes
And then you never wrote back
When I returned
You acted like you didn't know Zach
And that was something crazy girl
Cause you and I were throwback
But I suppose
A hoe gone be a hoe's a known fact
I should've known that
But lesson learned it all return
You see that karma such a bitch
You burn and getting burned
Matter fact
That's completely why I'm not concerned
I give a lot
But then again I got a lot to earn
And ball until my court adjourns

Part of me
Feel like my art in me is in my arteries
Why you wanna party
When it only makes you argue see
The bigger picture
In my lens ain't look too far to see
The best you ain't but in the future
Really ain't too hard to be
Pardon me
Bad love bring the part too hard to see
But hardly be depressing
Only partially
Sorry we
Had no other choice
But to depart and be apart
I'm feeling good you feeling hardly free

You say you miss me
Missing all the history
Sayin Zach I love the way you f*ck
And how you kiss me
Miss me with the sentiment
And hit me for a quickie
Bitch I'll even licky licky
Make it sticky
Leaving quickly when I'm done
Shorty that was fun
But now a playa gotta run
Blowing up my line
Get no reply a single one
Had a ton of women
Wanting Moder's daughter son
I had another plan
And it was b so baby never come

Rain away the pain
Until I'm drained and lit the sun up
Slander on my name
I'm only focused on the come up
Some are only focused
On a gun and how they run up
They bring their own demise
Live by the gun and you get done up
What up for my homies on my sideline
Patient for the plays we make
And mother f*ck the guide line
Make my own and if I don't
Then damnit I'ma die trying
Why try settling for less
Realizing I'm prime
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My obligation bring elation
Good girls going bad
Californiacation
Could of should of would of
There were always stipulations
We could have been good
You were always complicating
Like when you started hating
For the reason that I'm making
Cake and never taking breaks
I'm great with motivation
Give a lot of thanks
For what I'm given when I'm facing
Trouble Moder make it through
I make a revelation

Legs are busy spreading for the traffic
Central station
Keep the fronting
I can see ya hoe participation
Know the situation
It ain't hard to be replacing
I'm always making space
I'm interchanging no relation
No complaining
When I change I make a bold elimination
So ain't wit dating
But no Moder ain't evasive
Body's rub together
Girl our lovin's so abrasive
Take your panty line
And with my tongue I'm gonna trace it
Phone wherever place it
Promise I won't be invasive

Yeah I'ma give you space
Hit me when you craving it
I feel our energy
I'm floating out in space shit
You think I may slip
I tell you I don't save ship
I'm after pay slips
And headed to the dough fast
And I ain't leaving you behind
Cause you a broke ass
The reason is that you a leach
And want a bro cash
So I delete and make a note
To never show that
Like when I wrote you notes
And then you never wrote back
When I returned
You acted like you didn't know Zach
And that was something crazy girl
Cause you and I were throwback
But I suppose
A hoe gone be a hoe's a known fact
I should've known that
But lesson learned it all return
You see that karma such a bitch
You burn and getting burned
Matter fact
That's completely why I'm not concerned
I give a lot
But then again I got a lot to earn
And ball until my court adjourns

Part of me
Feel like my art in me is in my arteries
Why you wanna party
When it only makes you argue see
The bigger picture
In my lens ain't look too far to see
The best you ain't but in the future
Really ain't too hard to be
Pardon me
Bad love bring the part too hard to see
But hardly be depressing
Only partially
Sorry we
Had no other choice
But to depart and be apart
I'm feeling good you feeling hardly free

You say you miss me
Missing all the history
Sayin Zach I love the way you f*ck
And how you kiss me
Miss me with the sentiment
And hit me for a quickie
Bitch I'll even licky licky
Make it sticky
Leaving quickly when I'm done
Shorty that was fun
But now a playa gotta run
Blowing up my line
Get no reply a single one
Had a ton of women
Wanting Moder's daughter son
I had another plan
And it was b so baby never come

Rain away the pain
Until I'm drained and lit the sun up
Slander on my name
I'm only focused on the come up
Some are only focused
On a gun and how they run up
They bring their own demise
Live by the gun and you get done up
What up for my homies on my sideline
Patient for the plays we make
And mother f*ck the guide line
Make my own and if I don't
Then damnit I'ma die trying
Why try settling for less
Realizing I'm prime
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Writer: Zachary Moder
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