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feeling this\n[00:09.60] East Coast nigga, but how trill is this?\n[00:12.59] Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is still a bliss\n[00:16.80] Goddamn, how real is this?\n[00:20.12] I know them Harlem niggas gon' be feeling this\n[00:23.53] East Coast nigga, but how trill is this?\n[00:27.38] Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is still a bliss\n[00:30.95] Stone cold love, rose gold slugs\n[00:34.44] I could afford it, I imported stone cold drugs\n[00:37.90] Stone cold, rolling stone, I'm a stoned nigga\n[00:41.69] Write it on my tombstone, I was stoned nigga\n[00:45.02] Don't remember me as a wannabe New Orleans nigga\n[00:48.88] Slash lean sipping, Tennessee nigga, nah\n[00:52.25] Influenced by Houston, hear it in my music\n[00:55.62] A trill nigga to the truest, show you how to do this\n[00:59.71] My all gold grills give her cold chills\n[01:03.02] Said she's got a coke feel 'cause I'm so trill\n[01:06.59] Two dope boy scales, but I sold pills\n[01:10.27] No deal, put her on her feet, toe nails\n[01:13.95] Them vampires, them blood suckers, them thirsty killers\n[01:17.34] We 'bout it 'bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller\n[01:20.71] For really real, we chilly chill, don't sport Chinchilla\n[01:24.45] No bounty hunters, I'm 'bout to killa, I'm 'bout my skrilla\n[01:27.70] Give me the title, then give me the cash\n[01:29.78] Fold it then bag it then move to the trap\n[01:31.56] Follow my stash, stealing my swag\n[01:33.38] Niggas is wickity wickity wack\n[01:35.04] Like Kriss Kross, her lip gloss\n[01:36.68] Slip-ons get slipped off\n[01:38.52] My bitch boss, Cristal\n[01:40.35] We smoking then thinking then burning that hash\n[01:42.36] Puff it and pass, making it last\n[01:43.61] Walk in my shoes and then cross in my path\n[01:45.75] Game was for grabs, making 'em crash\n[01:47.55] Took in a section, ain't giving it back\n[01:49.53] Fuck the money, fuck the fame, this is real life\n[01:53.18] An insight to my trill life\n[01:56.04] Clams\n[01:57.49] Goddamn, how real is this?\n[02:00.32] I know the whole world gon' be feeling this\n[02:04.44] East Coast nigga, but how trill is this?\n[02:07.58] Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is still a bliss\n[02:11.46] Goddamn, how real is this?\n[02:14.73] I know the whole world gon' be feeling this\n[02:19.24] Goddamn, how real is this?\n[02:22.38] I know the whole world gon' be feeling this\n[02:26.85] Goddamn, how real is this?\n[02:29.55] I know the whole world gon' be feeling this\n[02:33.77] Goddamn, how real is this?\n[02:36.62] I know the whole world gon' be feeling this\n[02:41.12] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Palace\n artist: A$AP Rocky\n album: LIVE.LOVE.A$AP\n duration_ms: 163000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Goddamn, how real is this?\n start_ms: 2020\n end_ms: 5670\n- text: I know them ho niggas gon' be feeling this\n start_ms: 5670\n end_ms: 9600\n- text: East Coast nigga, but how trill is this?\n start_ms: 9600\n end_ms: 12590\n- text: Still 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start_ms: 52250\n end_ms: 55620\n- text: A trill nigga to the truest, show you how to do this\n start_ms: 55620\n end_ms: 59710\n- text: My all gold grills give her cold chills\n start_ms: 59710\n end_ms: 63020\n- text: Said she's got a coke feel 'cause I'm so trill\n start_ms: 63020\n end_ms: 66590\n- text: Two dope boy scales, but I sold pills\n start_ms: 66590\n end_ms: 70270\n- text: No deal, put her on her feet, toe nails\n start_ms: 70270\n end_ms: 73950\n- text: Them vampires, them blood suckers, them thirsty killers\n start_ms: 73950\n end_ms: 77340\n- text: We 'bout it 'bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller\n start_ms: 77340\n end_ms: 80710\n- text: For really real, we chilly chill, don't sport Chinchilla\n start_ms: 80710\n end_ms: 84450\n- text: No bounty hunters, I'm 'bout to killa, I'm 'bout my skrilla\n start_ms: 84450\n end_ms: 87700\n- text: Give me the title, then give me the cash\n start_ms: 87700\n end_ms: 89780\n- text: Fold it then bag it then move to the 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