[{"id":29837061,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX","artistName":"A$AP Rocky","albumName":"A$AP Forever REMIX","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang! Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nAye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\nWhat A$AP meant to him\nAnd if so, he would probably tell you\nAlways Striving and Prospering\n\nA$AP, partna!\nFree my n- Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? (Gang!)\n[00:36.86] Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n[00:39.19] In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n[00:41.09] My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n[00:43.18] Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n[00:44.51] She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n[00:47.03] Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n[00:48.42] Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n[00:50.62] On Yams and that's word to my moms\n[00:52.38] Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n[00:54.51] A bunch of - from a long time ago\n[00:56.65] The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n[00:58.45] Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n[01:00.15] When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n[01:01.56] Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n[01:04.78] Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n[01:06.83] I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n[01:08.23] I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n[01:10.14] I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n[01:12.19] Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n[01:13.83] I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n[01:16.01] I still had the vision when I was broke\n[01:17.92] F- on b- and foreign h-\n[01:19.73] Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n[01:21.88] I pray to God I don't overdose\n[01:23.48] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[01:25.15] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[01:27.20] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[01:29.14] They gon' remember the name\n[01:30.97] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[01:32.77] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[01:34.56] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[01:36.43] I f- your boo on her back\n[01:38.35] Gang! Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  duration_ms: 316000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang! 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Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! 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(Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! 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Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But I had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and - and play\n\n  Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I go\n\n  Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\n  Learned the codes\n  Serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  They gon' remember my name\n  (Gang, gang)\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n  (True to truth somehow)\n  (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  Then and now\n  (I never meant to lie)\n"},{"id":946647,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX","artistName":"A$AP Rocky","albumName":"TESTING","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang! Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nAye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\nWhat A$AP meant to him\nAnd if so, he would probably tell you\nAlways Striving and Prospering\n\nA$AP, partna!\nFree my n- Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 316000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang! 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Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But I had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and - and play\n\n  Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I go\n\n  Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\n  Learned the codes\n  Serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! 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Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nAye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\nWhat A$AP meant to him\nAnd if so, he would probably tell you\nAlways Striving and Prospering\n\nA$AP, partna!\nFree my n- Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? (Gang!)\n[00:36.86] Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n[00:39.19] In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n[00:41.09] My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n[00:43.18] Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n[00:44.51] She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n[00:47.03] Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n[00:48.42] Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n[00:50.62] On Yams and that's word to my moms\n[00:52.38] Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n[00:54.51] A bunch of - from a long time ago\n[00:56.65] The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n[00:58.45] Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n[01:00.15] When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n[01:01.56] Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n[01:04.78] Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n[01:06.83] I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n[01:08.23] I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n[01:10.14] I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n[01:12.19] Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n[01:13.83] I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n[01:16.01] I still had the vision when I was broke\n[01:17.92] F- on b- and foreign h-\n[01:19.73] Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n[01:21.88] I pray to God I don't overdose\n[01:23.48] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[01:25.15] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[01:27.20] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[01:29.14] They gon' remember the name\n[01:30.97] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[01:32.77] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[01:34.56] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[01:36.43] I f- your boo on her back\n[01:38.35] Gang! Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang! 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Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! 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Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! 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Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nAye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\nWhat A$AP meant to him\nAnd if so, he would probably tell you\nAlways Striving and Prospering\n\nA$AP, partna!\nFree my n- Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 308000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang! 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Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But I had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and - and play\n\n  Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I go\n\n  Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\n  Learned the codes\n  Serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  They gon' remember my name\n  (Gang, gang)\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n  (True to truth somehow)\n  (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  Then and now\n  (I never meant to lie)\n"},{"id":38776980,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX","artistName":"A$AP Rocky","albumName":"5:16","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang! Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nAye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\nWhat A$AP meant to him\nAnd if so, he would probably tell you\nAlways Striving and Prospering\n\nA$AP, partna!\nFree my n- Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03]Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14]\n[00:05.81]They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57]Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65]What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92]And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00]Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55]A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42]Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77]R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61]Ya dig? (Gang!)\n[00:36.86]Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n[00:39.19]In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n[00:41.09]My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n[00:43.18]Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n[00:44.51]She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n[00:47.03]Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n[00:48.42]Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n[00:50.62]On Yams and that's word to my moms\n[00:52.38]Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n[00:54.51]A bunch of - from a long time ago\n[00:56.65]The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n[00:58.45]Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n[01:00.15]When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n[01:01.56]Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n[01:04.78]Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n[01:06.83]I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n[01:08.23]I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n[01:10.14]I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n[01:12.19]Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n[01:13.83]I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n[01:16.01]I still had the vision when I was broke\n[01:17.92]F- on b- and foreign h-\n[01:19.73]Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n[01:21.88]I pray to God I don't overdose\n[01:23.48]I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[01:25.15]I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[01:27.20]I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[01:29.14]They gon' remember the name\n[01:30.97]They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[01:32.77]I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[01:34.56]I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[01:36.43]I f- your boo on her back\n[01:38.35]Gang! Gang!\n[01:40.45]Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11]I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07]Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08]Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11]I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79]I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45]It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84]\n[02:08.01]I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53]But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62]Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97]In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19]I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59]Party and - and play\n[02:20.20]Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43]Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84]Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28]Except for my momma\n[02:27.26]Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15]She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91]Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80]Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72]I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48]I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66]A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33]And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32]Learned the codes\n[02:44.43]Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50]Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18]Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96]Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94]Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72]I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55]I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60]I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78]They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56]They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38]I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44]I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09]I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82]Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95]Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87]I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51]Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55]Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35]I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34]I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28]It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25](Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80]Gang\n[03:30.22]They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94]They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58](Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16]They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20]\n[03:46.33]Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40]\n[03:54.53](True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79](But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57]\n[04:09.66]True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96]But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77]True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12]But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91]True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32]But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84]True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46]But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72]True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73]But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74]But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40]\n[05:03.41]But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07]Then and now\n[05:10.92](I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: 5:16\n  duration_ms: 251000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang! 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Gang!\n  start_ms: 106080\n  end_ms: 108110\n- text: I tell her come f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 108110\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 111450\n- text: It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  start_ms: 111450\n  end_ms: 114840\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 114840\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130530\n- text: But I had all this stress on my mind\n  start_ms: 130530\n  end_ms: 132620\n- text: Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  start_ms: 132620\n  end_ms: 134970\n- text: In the meantime I'ma grind\n  start_ms: 134970\n  end_ms: 136190\n- text: I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  start_ms: 136190\n  end_ms: 138590\n- text: Party and - and play\n  start_ms: 138590\n  end_ms: 140200\n- text: Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  start_ms: 140200\n  end_ms: 142430\n- text: Wanted to burn it away\n  start_ms: 142430\n  end_ms: 143840\n- text: Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  start_ms: 143840\n  end_ms: 146280\n- text: Except for my momma\n  start_ms: 146280\n  end_ms: 147260\n- text: Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  start_ms: 147260\n  end_ms: 149150\n- text: She got her father, as I go\n  start_ms: 149150\n  end_ms: 150910\n- text: Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  start_ms: 150910\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 154720\n- text: I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  start_ms: 154720\n  end_ms: 156480\n- text: I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  start_ms: 156480\n  end_ms: 159660\n- text: A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  start_ms: 159660\n  end_ms: 161330\n- text: And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n  start_ms: 161330\n  end_ms: 163320\n- text: Learned the codes\n  start_ms: 163320\n  end_ms: 164430\n- text: Serve up the magic for all of those\n  start_ms: 164430\n  end_ms: 166500\n- text: Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  start_ms: 166500\n  end_ms: 168180\n- text: Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  start_ms: 168180\n  end_ms: 169960\n- text: Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  start_ms: 169960\n  end_ms: 171940\n- text: Sing along, sing along, hmm\n  start_ms: 171940\n  end_ms: 174720\n- text: I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  start_ms: 174720\n  end_ms: 176550\n- text: I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  start_ms: 176550\n  end_ms: 178600\n- text: I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  start_ms: 178600\n  end_ms: 180780\n- text: They gon' remember the name\n  start_ms: 180780\n  end_ms: 182560\n- text: They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  start_ms: 182560\n  end_ms: 184380\n- text: I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  start_ms: 184380\n  end_ms: 186440\n- text: I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  start_ms: 186440\n  end_ms: 188090\n- text: I f- your boo on her back\n  start_ms: 188090\n  end_ms: 189820\n- text: Gang! Gang!\n  start_ms: 189820\n  end_ms: 191950\n- text: Them boys not flexing the same\n  start_ms: 191950\n  end_ms: 193870\n- text: I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  start_ms: 193870\n  end_ms: 195510\n- text: Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  start_ms: 195510\n  end_ms: 197550\n- text: Gang! Gang!\n  start_ms: 197550\n  end_ms: 199350\n- text: I tell her come f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 199350\n  end_ms: 201340\n- text: I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 201340\n  end_ms: 203280\n- text: It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  start_ms: 203280\n  end_ms: 205250\n- text: (Game, game, game, game)\n  start_ms: 205250\n  end_ms: 208800\n- text: Gang\n  start_ms: 208800\n  end_ms: 210220\n- text: They tryna front on the gang\n  start_ms: 210220\n  end_ms: 212940\n- text: They gon' remember my name\n  start_ms: 212940\n  end_ms: 217580\n- text: (Gang, gang)\n  start_ms: 217580\n  end_ms: 221160\n- text: They tryna front on the gang\n  start_ms: 221160\n  end_ms: 224200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 224200\n  end_ms: 226330\n- text: Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n  start_ms: 226330\n  end_ms: 230400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 230400\n  end_ms: 234530\n- text: (True to truth somehow)\n  start_ms: 234530\n  end_ms: 238790\n- text: (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  start_ms: 238790\n  end_ms: 244570\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 244570\n  end_ms: 249660\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 249660\n  end_ms: 252960\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 252960\n  end_ms: 258770\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 258770\n  end_ms: 263120\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 263120\n  end_ms: 268910\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 268910\n  end_ms: 273320\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 273320\n  end_ms: 278840\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 278840\n  end_ms: 283460\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 283460\n  end_ms: 289720\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 289720\n  end_ms: 293730\n- text: But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n  start_ms: 293730\n  end_ms: 298740\n- text: But never truly lied at all\n  start_ms: 298740\n  end_ms: 301400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 301400\n  end_ms: 303410\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  start_ms: 303410\n  end_ms: 309070\n- text: Then and now\n  start_ms: 309070\n  end_ms: 310920\n- text: (I never meant to lie)\n  start_ms: 310920\n  end_ms: 312940\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 312940\nplain: |-\n  Gang! Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But I had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and - and play\n\n  Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I go\n\n  Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\n  Learned the codes\n  Serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! 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(Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! 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Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! 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(Gang!)\n\nCome fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my bitch 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of shit from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, nigga, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\nI guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nFuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\nHmm\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and bullshit and play\nWas up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I grow\nHell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my nigga, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\nLearned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! 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(Gang!)\n\n  Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n  'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n  I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  Hmm\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and bullshit and play\n  Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I grow\n  Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n  Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang, gang\n  They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name\n  True to truth somehow (Gang, gang)\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Truth somehow\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  In my dreams, I'm dying all the time\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all\n  Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  I never meant to hurt you (Then and now)\n  I never meant to lie\n"},{"id":2271991,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX","artistName":"A$AP Rocky; Moby; T.I.; Kid Cudi","albumName":"TESTING","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang, gang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\nAyy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\nWell if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\nA$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\nR.I.P. Big Phil, R.I.P. A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my bitch 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, \"Cover your eyes\"\n'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of shit from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, nigga, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\nDealing with life and it's highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nFuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo)\nI put New York on the map (woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and bullshit and play\nWas up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\n\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I grow\nHell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my nigga, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone, and I'm rigged to blow\n\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\nLearned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo)\nI put New York on the map (woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back (woo)\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game!\n\nGang (gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name (truth somehow)\nGang, gang (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\nThey tryna front on the gang (truth somehow)\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\n\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (in my dreams, I'm dying all the time)\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (then I wake, its kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now (I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.26] Gang, gang\n[00:06.58] They tryna front on the gang\n[00:09.04] They gon' remember my name\n[00:12.38] Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n[00:17.52] Well if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\n[00:22.65] A$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\n[00:29.26] R.I.P. Big Phil, R.I.P. A$AP Yams\n[00:34.91] Ya dig? (Gang!)\n[00:37.05] Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n[00:39.56] In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n[00:40.83] My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, \"Cover your eyes\"\n[00:43.28] 'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n[00:44.74] She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n[00:47.29] Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n[00:48.62] Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n[00:50.74] On Yams and that's word to my moms\n[00:52.58] Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n[00:54.75] A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n[00:56.63] The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n[00:58.43] Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n[01:00.28] When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n[01:01.95] Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n[01:04.86] Dealing with life and it's highs and lows\n[01:06.57] I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n[01:08.12] I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n[01:09.91] I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n[01:11.91] Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n[01:13.95] I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n[01:15.77] I still had the vision when I was broke\n[01:17.52] Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n[01:19.52] Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n[01:21.43] I pray to God I don't overdose\n[01:23.41] I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n[01:25.17] I put New York on the map (woo)\n[01:27.02] I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n[01:29.03] They gon' remember the name\n[01:31.03] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n[01:32.78] I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n[01:34.75] I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n[01:36.59] I fucked your boo on her back\n[01:38.74] Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.19] I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.17] Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n[01:49.98] I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game\n[01:53.68] \n[02:08.68] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.90] But had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.23] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.67] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.16] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.46] Party and bullshit and play\n[02:19.91] Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n[02:22.34] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.72] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.37] Except for my momma\n[02:27.31] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.05] She got her father, as I grow\n[02:31.08] Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.73] Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n[02:34.69] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.65] I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone, and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.56] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.31] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n[02:43.28] Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.27] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.09] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.11] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.80] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.92] I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n[02:56.69] I put New York on the map (woo)\n[02:58.46] I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n[03:00.32] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.23] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n[03:04.15] I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n[03:06.10] I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n[03:08.21] I fucked your boo on her back (woo)\n[03:10.14] Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.70] I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.54] Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n[03:21.32] I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game!\n[03:29.37] Gang (gang)\n[03:30.61] They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name (truth somehow)\n[03:36.73] Gang, gang (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[03:40.63] They tryna front on the gang (truth somehow)\n[03:46.63] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[03:55.12] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.45] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:03.07] \n[04:09.38] True to truth somehow\n[04:13.00] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:19.39] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.08] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:29.86] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.24] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:39.79] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.24] But never truly lied at all, then and now (in my dreams, I'm dying all the time)\n[04:49.82] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.39] But never truly lied at all (then I wake, its kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.45] But never truly lied at all\n[05:03.42] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.22] Then and now (I never meant to lie)\n[05:14.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky; Moby; T.I.; Kid Cudi\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 316000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang, gang\n  start_ms: 260\n  end_ms: 6580\n- text: They tryna front on the gang\n  start_ms: 6580\n  end_ms: 9040\n- text: They gon' remember my name\n  start_ms: 9040\n  end_ms: 12380\n- text: Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n  start_ms: 12380\n  end_ms: 17520\n- text: Well if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\n  start_ms: 17520\n  end_ms: 22650\n- text: A$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\n  start_ms: 22650\n  end_ms: 29260\n- text: R.I.P. 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I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  start_ms: 106170\n  end_ms: 109980\n- text: I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game\n  start_ms: 109980\n  end_ms: 113680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 113680\n  end_ms: 128680\n- text: I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  start_ms: 128680\n  end_ms: 130900\n- text: But had all this stress on my mind\n  start_ms: 130900\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  start_ms: 132230\n  end_ms: 134670\n- text: In the meantime I'ma grind\n  start_ms: 134670\n  end_ms: 136160\n- text: I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  start_ms: 136160\n  end_ms: 138460\n- text: Party and bullshit and play\n  start_ms: 138460\n  end_ms: 139910\n- text: Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n  start_ms: 139910\n  end_ms: 142340\n- text: Wanted to burn it away\n  start_ms: 142340\n  end_ms: 143720\n- text: Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  start_ms: 143720\n  end_ms: 146370\n- text: Except for my momma\n  start_ms: 146370\n  end_ms: 147310\n- text: Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  start_ms: 147310\n  end_ms: 149050\n- text: She got her father, as I grow\n  start_ms: 149050\n  end_ms: 151080\n- text: Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n  start_ms: 151080\n  end_ms: 152730\n- text: Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n  start_ms: 152730\n  end_ms: 154690\n- text: I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  start_ms: 154690\n  end_ms: 156650\n- text: I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone, and I'm rigged to blow\n  start_ms: 156650\n  end_ms: 159560\n- text: A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  start_ms: 159560\n  end_ms: 161310\n- text: And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n  start_ms: 161310\n  end_ms: 163280\n- text: Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n  start_ms: 163280\n  end_ms: 166270\n- text: Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  start_ms: 166270\n  end_ms: 168090\n- text: Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  start_ms: 168090\n  end_ms: 169110\n- text: Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  start_ms: 169110\n  end_ms: 171800\n- text: Sing along, sing along, hmm\n  start_ms: 171800\n  end_ms: 174920\n- text: I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n  start_ms: 174920\n  end_ms: 176690\n- text: I put New York on the map (woo)\n  start_ms: 176690\n  end_ms: 178460\n- text: I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n  start_ms: 178460\n  end_ms: 180320\n- text: They gon' remember the name\n  start_ms: 180320\n  end_ms: 182230\n- text: They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n  start_ms: 182230\n  end_ms: 184150\n- text: I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n  start_ms: 184150\n  end_ms: 186100\n- text: I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n  start_ms: 186100\n  end_ms: 188210\n- text: I fucked your boo on her back (woo)\n  start_ms: 188210\n  end_ms: 190140\n- text: Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  start_ms: 190140\n  end_ms: 193700\n- text: I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  start_ms: 193700\n  end_ms: 197540\n- text: Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  start_ms: 197540\n  end_ms: 201320\n- text: I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  start_ms: 201320\n  end_ms: 209370\n- text: Gang (gang)\n  start_ms: 209370\n  end_ms: 210610\n- text: They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name (truth somehow)\n  start_ms: 210610\n  end_ms: 216730\n- text: Gang, gang (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  start_ms: 216730\n  end_ms: 220630\n- text: They tryna front on the gang (truth somehow)\n  start_ms: 220630\n  end_ms: 226630\n- text: Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  start_ms: 226630\n  end_ms: 235120\n- text: (True to truth somehow)\n  start_ms: 235120\n  end_ms: 238450\n- text: (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  start_ms: 238450\n  end_ms: 243070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 243070\n  end_ms: 249380\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 249380\n  end_ms: 253000\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 253000\n  end_ms: 259390\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 259390\n  end_ms: 263080\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 263080\n  end_ms: 269860\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 269860\n  end_ms: 273240\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 273240\n  end_ms: 279790\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 279790\n  end_ms: 283240\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now (in my dreams, I'm dying all the time)\n  start_ms: 283240\n  end_ms: 289820\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 289820\n  end_ms: 293390\n- text: But never truly lied at all (then I wake, its kaleidoscopic mind)\n  start_ms: 293390\n  end_ms: 298450\n- text: But never truly lied at all\n  start_ms: 298450\n  end_ms: 303420\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  start_ms: 303420\n  end_ms: 309220\n- text: Then and now (I never meant to lie)\n  start_ms: 309220\n  end_ms: 314140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 314140\nplain: |-\n  Gang, gang\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  They gon' remember my name\n  Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n  Well if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\n  A$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\n  R.I.P. Big Phil, R.I.P. A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, \"Cover your eyes\"\n  'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n  Dealing with life and it's highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n  I put New York on the map (woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and bullshit and play\n  Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I grow\n  Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone, and I'm rigged to blow\n\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n  Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n  I put New York on the map (woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back (woo)\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game!\n\n  Gang (gang)\n  They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name (truth somehow)\n  Gang, gang (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  They tryna front on the gang (truth somehow)\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  (True to truth somehow)\n  (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now (in my dreams, I'm dying all the time)\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all (then I wake, its kaleidoscopic mind)\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  Then and now (I never meant to lie)\n"},{"id":39841854,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX (mukana Moby, T.I. ja Kid Cudi)","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX (mukana Moby, T.I. ja Kid Cudi)","artistName":"A$AP Rocky","albumName":"TESTING","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang! Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nThey going to remember my name\nAyy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\nWell if so, he'll probably tell you, always striving and prospering\nA$AP, partna'! Free my nigga, Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my bitch 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of shit from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, nigga, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\nI guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nFuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\nHmm\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and bullshit and play\nWas up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I grow\nHell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my nigga, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\nLearned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang, gang\nThey tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name\nTrue to truth somehow (Gang, gang)\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nThey tryna front on the gang\nTruth somehow\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nIn my dreams, I'm dying all the time\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all\nThen I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nI never meant to hurt you (Then and now)\nI never meant to lie","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX (mukana Moby, T.I. ja Kid Cudi)\n  artist: A$AP Rocky\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 316000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Gang! Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  They going to remember my name\n  Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n  Well if so, he'll probably tell you, always striving and prospering\n  A$AP, partna'! Free my nigga, Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n  'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n  I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  Hmm\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and bullshit and play\n  Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I grow\n  Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n  Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! 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(Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky feat. 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Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But I had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and - and play\n\n  Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I go\n\n  Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\n  Learned the codes\n  Serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! 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(Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: A$AP Rocky feat. 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Gang!\n  start_ms: 98350\n  end_ms: 100450\n- text: Them boys not flexing the same\n  start_ms: 100450\n  end_ms: 102110\n- text: I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  start_ms: 102110\n  end_ms: 104070\n- text: Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  start_ms: 104070\n  end_ms: 106080\n- text: Gang! Gang!\n  start_ms: 106080\n  end_ms: 108110\n- text: I tell her come f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 108110\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 111450\n- text: It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  start_ms: 111450\n  end_ms: 114840\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 114840\n  end_ms: 128010\n- text: I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  start_ms: 128010\n  end_ms: 130530\n- text: But I had all this stress on my mind\n  start_ms: 130530\n  end_ms: 132620\n- text: Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  start_ms: 132620\n  end_ms: 134970\n- text: In the meantime I'ma grind\n  start_ms: 134970\n  end_ms: 136190\n- text: I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  start_ms: 136190\n  end_ms: 138590\n- text: Party and - and play\n  start_ms: 138590\n  end_ms: 140200\n- text: Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  start_ms: 140200\n  end_ms: 142430\n- text: Wanted to burn it away\n  start_ms: 142430\n  end_ms: 143840\n- text: Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  start_ms: 143840\n  end_ms: 146280\n- text: Except for my momma\n  start_ms: 146280\n  end_ms: 147260\n- text: Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  start_ms: 147260\n  end_ms: 149150\n- text: She got her father, as I go\n  start_ms: 149150\n  end_ms: 150910\n- text: Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  start_ms: 150910\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  start_ms: 152800\n  end_ms: 154720\n- text: I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  start_ms: 154720\n  end_ms: 156480\n- text: I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  start_ms: 156480\n  end_ms: 159660\n- text: A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  start_ms: 159660\n  end_ms: 161330\n- text: And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n  start_ms: 161330\n  end_ms: 163320\n- text: Learned the codes\n  start_ms: 163320\n  end_ms: 164430\n- text: Serve up the magic for all of those\n  start_ms: 164430\n  end_ms: 166500\n- text: Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  start_ms: 166500\n  end_ms: 168180\n- text: Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  start_ms: 168180\n  end_ms: 169960\n- text: Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  start_ms: 169960\n  end_ms: 171940\n- text: Sing along, sing along, hmm\n  start_ms: 171940\n  end_ms: 174720\n- text: I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  start_ms: 174720\n  end_ms: 176550\n- text: I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  start_ms: 176550\n  end_ms: 178600\n- text: I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  start_ms: 178600\n  end_ms: 180780\n- text: They gon' remember the name\n  start_ms: 180780\n  end_ms: 182560\n- text: They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  start_ms: 182560\n  end_ms: 184380\n- text: I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  start_ms: 184380\n  end_ms: 186440\n- text: I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  start_ms: 186440\n  end_ms: 188090\n- text: I f- your boo on her back\n  start_ms: 188090\n  end_ms: 189820\n- text: Gang! Gang!\n  start_ms: 189820\n  end_ms: 191950\n- text: Them boys not flexing the same\n  start_ms: 191950\n  end_ms: 193870\n- text: I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  start_ms: 193870\n  end_ms: 195510\n- text: Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  start_ms: 195510\n  end_ms: 197550\n- text: Gang! Gang!\n  start_ms: 197550\n  end_ms: 199350\n- text: I tell her come f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 199350\n  end_ms: 201340\n- text: I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  start_ms: 201340\n  end_ms: 203280\n- text: It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  start_ms: 203280\n  end_ms: 205250\n- text: (Game, game, game, game)\n  start_ms: 205250\n  end_ms: 208800\n- text: Gang\n  start_ms: 208800\n  end_ms: 210220\n- text: They tryna front on the gang\n  start_ms: 210220\n  end_ms: 212940\n- text: They gon' remember my name\n  start_ms: 212940\n  end_ms: 217580\n- text: (Gang, gang)\n  start_ms: 217580\n  end_ms: 221160\n- text: They tryna front on the gang\n  start_ms: 221160\n  end_ms: 224200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 224200\n  end_ms: 226330\n- text: Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n  start_ms: 226330\n  end_ms: 230400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 230400\n  end_ms: 234530\n- text: (True to truth somehow)\n  start_ms: 234530\n  end_ms: 238790\n- text: (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n  start_ms: 238790\n  end_ms: 244570\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 244570\n  end_ms: 249660\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 249660\n  end_ms: 252960\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 252960\n  end_ms: 258770\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 258770\n  end_ms: 263120\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 263120\n  end_ms: 268910\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 268910\n  end_ms: 273320\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 273320\n  end_ms: 278840\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 278840\n  end_ms: 283460\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  start_ms: 283460\n  end_ms: 289720\n- text: True to truth somehow\n  start_ms: 289720\n  end_ms: 293730\n- text: But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n  start_ms: 293730\n  end_ms: 298740\n- text: But never truly lied at all\n  start_ms: 298740\n  end_ms: 301400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 301400\n  end_ms: 303410\n- text: But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  start_ms: 303410\n  end_ms: 309070\n- text: Then and now\n  start_ms: 309070\n  end_ms: 310920\n- text: (I never meant to lie)\n  start_ms: 310920\n  end_ms: 312940\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 312940\nplain: |-\n  Gang! Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n  What A$AP meant to him\n  And if so, he would probably tell you\n  Always Striving and Prospering\n\n  A$AP, partna!\n  Free my n- Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my b- 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\n  Cause f- with me, you go blind\"\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of - from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, n-, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\n  I guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  F- on b- and foreign h-\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But I had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and - and play\n\n  Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I go\n\n  Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\n  Learned the codes\n  Serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n  I put New York on the map (woo!)\n  I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n  I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n  I f- your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang!\n  Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  They gon' remember my name\n  (Gang, gang)\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n  (True to truth somehow)\n  (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  Then and now\n  (I never meant to lie)\n"},{"id":17114188,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX","artistName":"ASAP Rocky","albumName":"TESTING","duration":315.820408,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang, gang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\nAyy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\nWell if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\nA$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\nR.I.P. Big Phil, R.I.P. A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my bitch 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, \"Cover your eyes\"\n'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of shit from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, nigga, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\nDealing with life and it's highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nFuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo)\nI put New York on the map (woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and bullshit and play\nWas up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\n\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I grow\nHell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my nigga, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone, and I'm rigged to blow\n\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\nLearned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo)\nI put New York on the map (woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back (woo)\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game!\n\nGang (gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name (truth somehow)\nGang, gang (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\nThey tryna front on the gang (truth somehow)\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\n\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (in my dreams, I'm dying all the time)\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (then I wake, its kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now (I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.29] Gang, gang\n[00:06.57] They tryna front on the gang\n[00:09.09] They gon' remember my name\n[00:12.34] Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n[00:17.50] Well if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\n[00:22.61] A$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\n[00:29.29] R.I.P. Big Phil, R.I.P. A$AP Yams\n[00:34.91] Ya dig? (Gang!)\n[00:37.02] Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n[00:39.51] In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n[00:40.83] My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, \"Cover your eyes\"\n[00:43.25] 'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n[00:44.70] She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n[00:47.22] Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n[00:48.62] Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n[00:50.75] On Yams and that's word to my moms\n[00:52.52] Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n[00:54.76] A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n[00:56.60] The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n[00:58.49] Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n[01:00.25] When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n[01:01.98] Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n[01:04.90] Dealing with life and it's highs and lows\n[01:06.55] I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n[01:08.14] I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n[01:09.94] I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n[01:11.94] Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n[01:13.95] I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n[01:15.79] I still had the vision when I was broke\n[01:17.54] Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n[01:19.51] Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n[01:21.47] I pray to God I don't overdose\n[01:23.42] I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n[01:25.12] I put New York on the map (woo)\n[01:27.04] I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n[01:29.06] They gon' remember the name\n[01:31.07] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n[01:32.79] I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n[01:34.78] I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n[01:36.52] I fucked your boo on her back\n[01:38.72] Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.18] I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.18] Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n[01:49.90] I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game\n[01:54.97] \n[02:08.60] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.96] But had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.23] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.66] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.12] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.45] Party and bullshit and play\n[02:19.95] Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n[02:22.38] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.77] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.36] Except for my momma\n[02:27.37] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.06] She got her father, as I grow\n[02:31.02] Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.71] Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n[02:34.65] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.64] I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone, and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.58] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.35] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n[02:43.29] Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.22] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.08] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.13] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.88] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.95] I put A$AP on my tat (woo)\n[02:56.63] I put New York on the map (woo)\n[02:58.47] I put the gang on the flames (woo)\n[03:00.37] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.25] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo)\n[03:04.16] I got Goyard by the sack (woo)\n[03:06.16] I got the boof by the pack (woo)\n[03:08.25] I fucked your boo on her back (woo)\n[03:10.16] Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.72] I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.59] Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n[03:21.33] I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang, it's time to fuck up the whole game!\n[03:26.48] \n[03:29.35] Gang (gang)\n[03:30.64] They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name (truth somehow)\n[03:36.78] Gang, gang (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[03:40.64] They tryna front on the gang (truth somehow)\n[03:46.62] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame (but never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[03:55.15] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.41] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:05.67] \n[04:09.38] True to truth somehow\n[04:13.07] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:19.33] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.03] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:29.83] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.21] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:39.79] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.21] But never truly lied at all, then and now (in my dreams, I'm dying all the time)\n[04:49.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.38] But never truly lied at all (then I wake, its kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.45] But never truly lied at all\n[05:03.42] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.22] Then and now (I never meant to lie)\n[05:13.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX\n  artist: ASAP Rocky\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 315820\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gang, gang\n  start_ms: 290\n  end_ms: 6570\n- text: They tryna front on the gang\n  start_ms: 6570\n  end_ms: 9090\n- text: They gon' remember my name\n  start_ms: 9090\n  end_ms: 12340\n- text: Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n  start_ms: 12340\n  end_ms: 17500\n- text: Well if so, he'll probably tell you, \"Always Striving and Prospering\"\n  start_ms: 17500\n  end_ms: 22610\n- text: A$AP, partner, free my nigga Cap\n  start_ms: 22610\n  end_ms: 29290\n- text: R.I.P. 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(Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. 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Gang!\n  I tell her come f- with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n  It's time to f- up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  They gon' remember my name\n  (Gang, gang)\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n  (True to truth somehow)\n  (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n  Then and now\n  (I never meant to lie)\n"},{"id":25615913,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. 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(Gang!)\n\nCome fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my bitch 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of shit from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, nigga, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\nI guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nFuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\nHmm\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and bullshit and play\nWas up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I grow\nHell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my nigga, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\nLearned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang, gang\nThey tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name\nTrue to truth somehow (Gang, gang)\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nThey tryna front on the gang\nTruth somehow\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nIn my dreams, I'm dying all the time\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all\nThen I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nI never meant to hurt you (Then and now)\nI never meant to lie","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. KiD CuDi, Moby & T.I.)\n  artist: A$AP Rocky, KiD CuDi, Moby, T.I.\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 315769\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Gang! Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  They going to remember my name\n  Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n  Well if so, he'll probably tell you, always striving and prospering\n  A$AP, partna'! Free my nigga, Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n  'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n  I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  Hmm\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and bullshit and play\n  Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I grow\n  Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n  Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang, gang\n  They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name\n  True to truth somehow (Gang, gang)\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Truth somehow\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  In my dreams, I'm dying all the time\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all\n  Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  I never meant to hurt you (Then and now)\n  I never meant to lie\n"},{"id":39828755,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. Moby, T.I. & Kid Cudi)","trackName":"A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. Moby, T.I. & Kid Cudi)","artistName":"A$AP Rocky; Kid Cudi; Moby; T.I.","albumName":"TESTING","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gang! Gang\nThey tryna front on the gang!\nThey going to remember my name\nAyy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\nWell if so, he'll probably tell you, always striving and prospering\nA$AP, partna'! Free my nigga, Cap\nR.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\nYa dig? (Gang!)\n\nCome fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my bitch 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of shit from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, nigga, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\nI guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nFuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\nHmm\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and bullshit and play\nWas up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I grow\nHell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my nigga, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\nLearned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\nI put New York on the map (Woo)\nI put the gang on the flames (Woo)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\nI got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\nI got the boof by the pack (Woo)\nI fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\nGang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\nI tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\nIt's time to fuck up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang, gang\nThey tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name\nTrue to truth somehow (Gang, gang)\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nThey tryna front on the gang\nTruth somehow\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nIn my dreams, I'm dying all the time\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all\nThen I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nI never meant to hurt you (Then and now)\nI never meant to lie","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. Moby, T.I. & Kid Cudi)\n  artist: A$AP Rocky; Kid Cudi; Moby; T.I.\n  album: TESTING\n  duration_ms: 315820\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Gang! Gang\n  They tryna front on the gang!\n  They going to remember my name\n  Ayy, anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him?\n  Well if so, he'll probably tell you, always striving and prospering\n  A$AP, partna'! Free my nigga, Cap\n  R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n  Ya dig? (Gang!)\n\n  Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\n  In love with my bitch 'cause she bi\n  My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, cover your eyes\n  'Cause fuckin' with me, you go blind\n  She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\n  Convincin' my bitch to go blonde\n  Was born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\n  On Yams and that's word to my moms\n  Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\n  A bunch of shit from a long time ago\n  The bigger they are, the harder they fall\n  Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos\n  When it's my time to go, adiós, vámonos\n  Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with plátanos\n  Dealing with life and its highs and lows\n  I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n  I guess it's called livin', shit, I suppose\n  I'm on my live alone, die VLONE\n  Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\n  I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\n  I still had the vision when I was broke\n  Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes\n  Flyin' out womens to boring shows\n  I pray to God I don't overdose\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  Hmm\n\n  I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n  But had all this stress on my mind\n  Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n  In the meantime I'ma grind\n  I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n  Party and bullshit and play\n  Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights\n  Wanted to burn it away\n  Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n  Except for my momma\n  Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n  She got her father, as I grow\n  Hell yeah, I did it, I'm on a roll\n  Thought I'd be up with my nigga, no\n  I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n  I'm schoolin' these niggas, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n  A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n  And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes\n  Learned the codes, serve up the magic for all of those\n  Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n  Hang on the words, you each have your song\n  Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n  Sing along, sing along, hmm\n\n  I put A$AP on my tat (Woo)\n  I put New York on the map (Woo)\n  I put the gang on the flames (Woo)\n  They gon' remember the name\n  They robbin' boys for the chains (Woo)\n  I got Goyard by the sack (Woo)\n  I got the boof by the pack (Woo)\n  I fucked your boo on her back (Woo)\n\n  Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! I tell her come fuck with the gang\n  I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang\n  It's time to fuck up the whole game!\n  (Game, game, game, game)\n\n  Gang, gang\n  They tryna front on the gang, they gon' remember my name\n  True to truth somehow (Gang, gang)\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  They tryna front on the gang\n  Truth somehow\n  Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  In my dreams, I'm dying all the time\n  True to truth somehow\n  But never truly lied at all\n  Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind\n  But never truly lied at all\n  But never truly lied at all, then and now\n  I never meant to hurt you (Then and now)\n  I never meant to lie\n"},{"id":186029,"name":"A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. 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(Gang!)\n\nCome f- with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods\nIn love with my b- 'cause she bi\nMy ice like the stars, I tell that b-, \"Cover your eyes\nCause f- with me, you go blind\"\nShe losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde\nConvincin' my bitch to go blonde\nWas born in the dark, I kill you, you open my blinds\nOn Yams and that's word to my moms\n\nMargiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat\nA bunch of - from a long time ago\nThe bigger they are, the harder they fall\nLike dominos, n-, Geronimos\nWhen it's my time to go, adios, vamonos\nFlacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos\nDealing with life and its highs and lows\nI'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed\n\nI guess it's called livin', s-, I suppose\nI'm on my live alone, die VLONE\nAin't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes\nI'm 'bout my business but I'm alone\nI still had the vision when I was broke\nF- on b- and foreign h-\nFlyin' out womens to boring shows\nI pray to God I don't overdose\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n\nI'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\nBut I had all this stress on my mind\nUntil I realized, things pan out when it's right\nIn the meantime I'ma grind\nI think of them days when I was so young on my plight\nParty and - and play\n\nWas up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\nWanted to burn it away\nGet out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\nExcept for my momma\nRide for my daughter, she's all I need\nShe got her father, as I go\n\nHell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\nThought I'd be up with my n-, no\nI'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\nI'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\nA$AP and Cud Life forever though\nAnd I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n\nLearned the codes\nServe up the magic for all of those\nKids that ain't had someone on they own\nHang on the words, you each have your song\nGrab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\nSing along, sing along, hmm\n\nI put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\nI put New York on the map (woo!)\nI put the gang on the flames (woo!)\nThey gon' remember the name\nThey robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\nI got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\nI got the boof by the pack (woo!)\nI f- your boo on her back\n\nGang! Gang!\nThem boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang!\nI tell her come f- with the gang\nI tell 'em don't f- with the gang\nIt's time to f- up the whole game!\n(Game, game, game, game)\n\nGang\nThey tryna front on the gang\nThey gon' remember my name\n(Gang, gang)\nThey tryna front on the gang\nGang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n\n(True to truth somehow)\n(But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now\n\nTrue to truth somehow\nBut never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\nBut never truly lied at all\nBut never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\nThen and now\n(I never meant to lie)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Gang! Gang\n[00:03.14] \n[00:05.81] They tryna front on the gang!\n[00:12.57] Aye, if anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky\n[00:15.65] What A$AP meant to him\n[00:17.92] And if so, he would probably tell you\n[00:19.00] Always Striving and Prospering\n[00:22.55] A$AP, partna!\n[00:26.42] Free my n- Cap\n[00:28.77] R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams\n[00:34.61] Ya dig? 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Gang!\n[01:40.45] Them boys not flexing the same\n[01:42.11] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[01:44.07] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[01:46.08] Gang! Gang!\n[01:48.11] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[01:49.79] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[01:51.45] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[01:54.84] \n[02:08.01] I'm free as a bird, I wanted this shit my whole life\n[02:10.53] But I had all this stress on my mind\n[02:12.62] Until I realized, things pan out when it's right\n[02:14.97] In the meantime I'ma grind\n[02:16.19] I think of them days when I was so young on my plight\n[02:18.59] Party and - and play\n[02:20.20] Was up in the city, the one surrounded by lights\n[02:22.43] Wanted to burn it away\n[02:23.84] Get out of his lane, got no time, don't need no advice\n[02:26.28] Except for my momma\n[02:27.26] Ride for my daughter, she's all I need\n[02:29.15] She got her father, as I go\n[02:30.91] Hell yeah I did it, I'm on a roll\n[02:32.80] Thought I'd be up with my n-, no\n[02:34.72] I'm just gettin' warmed up, let's start the show\n[02:36.48] I'm schoolin' these n-, so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow\n[02:39.66] A$AP and Cud Life forever though\n[02:41.33] And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly -\n[02:43.32] Learned the codes\n[02:44.43] Serve up the magic for all of those\n[02:46.50] Kids that ain't had someone on they own\n[02:48.18] Hang on the words, you each have your song\n[02:49.96] Grab on and hold on, won't steer you wrong\n[02:51.94] Sing along, sing along, hmm\n[02:54.72] I put A$AP on my tat (woo!)\n[02:56.55] I put New York on the map (woo!)\n[02:58.60] I put the gang on the flames (woo!)\n[03:00.78] They gon' remember the name\n[03:02.56] They robbin' boys for the chains (woo!)\n[03:04.38] I got Goyard by the sack (woo!)\n[03:06.44] I got the boof by the pack (woo!)\n[03:08.09] I f- your boo on her back\n[03:09.82] Gang! Gang!\n[03:11.95] Them boys not flexing the same\n[03:13.87] I'm done with adjusting to fame\n[03:15.51] Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n[03:17.55] Gang! Gang!\n[03:19.35] I tell her come f- with the gang\n[03:21.34] I tell 'em don't f- with the gang\n[03:23.28] It's time to f- up the whole game!\n[03:25.25] (Game, game, game, game)\n[03:28.80] Gang\n[03:30.22] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:32.94] They gon' remember my name\n[03:37.58] (Gang, gang)\n[03:41.16] They tryna front on the gang\n[03:44.20] \n[03:46.33] Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame\n[03:50.40] \n[03:54.53] (True to truth somehow)\n[03:58.79] (But never truly lied at all, then and now)\n[04:04.57] \n[04:09.66] True to truth somehow\n[04:12.96] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:18.77] True to truth somehow\n[04:23.12] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:28.91] True to truth somehow\n[04:33.32] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:38.84] True to truth somehow\n[04:43.46] But never truly lied at all, then and now\n[04:49.72] True to truth somehow\n[04:53.73] But never truly lied at all (Then I wake, it's kaleidoscopic mind)\n[04:58.74] But never truly lied at all\n[05:01.40] \n[05:03.41] But never truly lied at all, then and now (I never meant to hurt you)\n[05:09.07] Then and now\n[05:10.92] (I never meant to lie)\n[05:12.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A$AP Forever REMIX (feat. 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Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\nI'm done with adjusting to fame\nPull up on your set, leave a stain\nGang! Gang! 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Gang! Them boys not flexing the same\n  I'm done with adjusting to fame\n  Pull up on your set, leave a stain\n  Gang! Gang! 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it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\nThat's for sure, yeah\nIt's yours, it's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\nThat's for sure\"\n\nHow you feel about\nComin' home with a nigga for the night?\nIf you nervous, hit the lights\nI know we only fucking out of spite\n'Cause your man don't\nDo you right\nDo you right\nI could fuck you so good\nThen I hit you with the 9:00 a.m. in Dallas\nWho you like, baby, who you like?\n\nMachine gun raps for all my niggas in the back\nStadium packed, just glad to see the city on the map\nI just gave the city life, it ain't about who did it first\nIt's about who did it right, niggas looking like \"Preach\"\nOpen cases on me for a half a million each\nI find peace knowing that it's harder in the streets, I know\nLuckily, I didn't have to grow there\nI would only go there 'cause there's niggas that I know there\n\nI don't know what's getting into me I just like the rush\nWhen you see your enemy somewhere in the club and you realize\nHe just 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start_ms: 174570\n  end_ms: 177990\n- text: Yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours\n  start_ms: 177990\n  end_ms: 180680\n- text: It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\n  start_ms: 180680\n  end_ms: 186320\n- text: That's for sure\n  start_ms: 186320\n  end_ms: 188820\n- text: It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\n  start_ms: 188820\n  end_ms: 195980\n- text: That's for sure\"\n  start_ms: 195980\n  end_ms: 209180\n- text: (It's yours, it's yours)\n  start_ms: 209180\n  end_ms: 211400\n- text: (It's yours, it's yours)\n  start_ms: 211400\n  end_ms: 213000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 213000\nplain: |-\n  (Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back) uh\n  (Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back) uh\n  (Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back) uh\n  (Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back) I\n\n  I just love when I'm with you\n  Yeah, this shit is on ten\n  We used to be friends, girl, and even back then\n  You would look at me with no hesitation\n  And you'd tell me, \"Baby, it's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody\" and that\n\n  What made me think about the game, girl\n  And how I switched it up with a new thing\n  Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang\n  And nowadays, when I ask about who got it\n  They say, \"It's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody\n  It's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours\n  It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\n  That's for sure, yeah\n  It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\n  That's for sure\"\n\n  How you feel about\n  Comin' home with a nigga for the night?\n  If you nervous, hit the lights\n  I know we only fucking out of spite\n  'Cause your man don't\n  Do you right\n  Do you right\n  I could fuck you so good\n  Then I hit you with the 9:00 a.m. in Dallas\n  Who you like, baby, who you like?\n\n  Machine gun raps for all my niggas in the back\n  Stadium packed, just glad to see the city on the map\n  I just gave the city life, it ain't about who did it first\n  It's about who did it right, niggas looking like \"Preach\"\n  Open cases on me for a half a million each\n  I find peace knowing that it's harder in the streets, I know\n  Luckily, I didn't have to grow there\n  I would only go there 'cause there's niggas that I know there\n\n  I don't know what's getting into me I just like the rush\n  When you see your enemy somewhere in the club and you realize\n  He just not in a position to reciprocate your energy\n  You ain't ever worried 'cause he's not who he pretends to be\n  People like Mazin who was, a best friend to me\n  Start to become a distant memory\n  Things change in that life and this life started lacking synergy\n  And fucking with me mentally, I think it's meant to be\n\n  Yeah, paranoid, always rolling with my motherfuckin' boys\n  But you gotta understand when it's yours\n  They don't really leave yo' ass with a motherfuckin' choice, man\n\n  I just love when I'm with you\n  Yeah, this shit is on ten\n  We used to be friends, girl, and even back then\n  You would look at me with no hesitation\n  And you'd tell me, \"Baby, it's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody\n  It's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody\" and that\n\n  What made me think about the game, girl\n  And how I switched it up with a new thing\n  Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang\n  And nowadays, when I ask about who got it\n  They say, \"It's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody\n  It's yours, nobody else's\n  Yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours\n  It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\n  That's for sure\n  It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, that's for sure\n  That's for sure\"\n\n  (It's yours, it's yours)\n  (It's yours, it's yours)\n"}]