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Where can I vent?\nFucking up my credit card when I tried to pay her rent\n\nUsually go on stage and fake a smile, but I can't\nNiggas run the same plays, it's still my style, but they can't\n\nNiggas fuck the same hoes, she's not my style, so I can't\nI'm drinking alkaline water, out the way and staying fit\nBuying cars I barely drive, wasting chips to scratch the itch\nI can promise niggas this, I am not for everybody\n\nI can drop on everybody, it's a mop for everybody\n\nBut I stay inside my laboratory, switching up the category\nShaking off them battle stories, how I made my path to glory","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.22] I just want the truth\n[00:04.04] All I want is you\n[00:07.18] I just want the truth\n[00:10.83] All I want is you\n[00:12.90] I just want the truth\n[00:13.92] No security nowadays, I'm with gang gang\n[00:16.93] Put a pause on the lifestyle I grew up and changed lanes\n[00:20.38] Uncle Andre just passed, I can't help but bear blame\n[00:24.27] Wish I got him help when the resources came\n[00:27.45] I turned 22, I was done with the range\n[00:30.69] And I'm never online, it's too much to maintain\n[00:34.14] My bitch see I'm stressed out, another migraine\n[00:37.47] Understand what it take just to reinvent the flame\n[00:41.06] I came back different with a sound to bring change\n[00:44.35] Nineteen with some millions, things began to turn strange\n[00:47.93] My mama look at me just like she going to the bank\n[00:51.25] My grandma putting me in awkward spots with the bank\n[00:54.84] Throwing crumpled paper at the wall, drawing blanks\n[00:57.90] I'm a genius, I was told, I'm a genius, I was chose\n[01:01.36] I'm a product to the world, it's some things that I ain't told\n[01:04.47] Like when my mama walked me 'round with no shoes in the cold\n[01:07.91] When I was dying for my bitch, my mom was sleeping in a tent\n[01:11.48] Going back and forth to jail, should I bail? Where can I vent?\n[01:14.95] Fucking up my credit card when I tried to pay her rent\n[01:18.31] Usually go on stage and fake a smile, but I can't\n[01:21.63] Niggas run the same plays, it's still my style, but they can't\n[01:25.11] Niggas fuck the same hoes, she's not my style, so I can't\n[01:28.57] I'm drinking alkaline water, out the way and staying fit\n[01:31.89] Buying cars I barely drive, wasting chips to scratch the itch\n[01:35.39] I can promise niggas this, I am not for everybody\n[01:38.79] I can drop on everybody, it's a mop for everybody\n[01:42.12] But I stay inside my laboratory, switching up the category\n[01:45.83] Shaking off them battle stories, how I made my path to glory\n[01:58.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: No Security\n artist: Baby Keem\n album: Baby Keem - Topic\n duration_ms: 118000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I just want the truth\n start_ms: 220\n end_ms: 4040\n- text: All I want is you\n start_ms: 4040\n end_ms: 7180\n- text: I just want the truth\n start_ms: 7180\n end_ms: 10830\n- text: All I want is you\n start_ms: 10830\n end_ms: 12900\n- text: I just want the truth\n start_ms: 12900\n end_ms: 13920\n- text: No security nowadays, I'm with gang gang\n start_ms: 13920\n end_ms: 16930\n- text: Put a pause on the lifestyle I grew up and changed lanes\n start_ms: 16930\n end_ms: 20380\n- text: Uncle Andre just passed, I can't help but bear blame\n start_ms: 20380\n end_ms: 24270\n- text: Wish I got him help when the resources came\n start_ms: 24270\n end_ms: 27450\n- text: I turned 22, I was done with the range\n start_ms: 27450\n end_ms: 30690\n- text: And I'm never online, it's too much to maintain\n start_ms: 30690\n end_ms: 34140\n- text: My bitch see I'm stressed out, another migraine\n start_ms: 34140\n end_ms: 37470\n- text: Understand what it take just to reinvent the flame\n start_ms: 37470\n end_ms: 41060\n- text: I came back different with a sound to bring change\n start_ms: 41060\n end_ms: 44350\n- text: Nineteen with some millions, things began to turn strange\n start_ms: 44350\n end_ms: 47930\n- text: My mama look at me just like she going to the bank\n start_ms: 47930\n end_ms: 51250\n- text: My grandma putting me in awkward spots with the bank\n start_ms: 51250\n end_ms: 54840\n- text: Throwing crumpled paper at the wall, drawing blanks\n start_ms: 54840\n end_ms: 57900\n- text: I'm a genius, I was told, I'm a genius, I was chose\n start_ms: 57900\n end_ms: 61360\n- text: I'm a product to the world, it's some things that I ain't told\n start_ms: 61360\n end_ms: 64470\n- text: Like when my mama walked me 'round with no shoes in the cold\n start_ms: 64470\n end_ms: 67910\n- text: When I was dying for my bitch, my mom was sleeping in a tent\n start_ms: 67910\n end_ms: 71480\n- text: Going back and forth to jail, should I bail? 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Where can I vent?\n[01:14.95] Fucking up my credit card when I tried to pay her rent\n[01:18.31] Usually go on stage and fake a smile, but I can't\n[01:21.63] Niggas run the same plays, it's still my style, but they can't\n[01:25.11] Niggas fuck the same hoes, she's not my style, so I can't\n[01:28.57] I'm drinking alkaline water, out the way and staying fit\n[01:31.89] Buying cars I barely drive, wasting chips to scratch the itch\n[01:35.39] I can promise niggas this, I am not for everybody\n[01:38.79] I can drop on everybody, it's a mop for everybody\n[01:42.12] But I stay inside my laboratory, switching up the category\n[01:45.83] Shaking off them battle stories, how I made my path to glory\n[01:58.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: No Security\n artist: Baby Keem\n album: Baby Keem Videos\n duration_ms: 119000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I just want the truth\n start_ms: 220\n end_ms: 4040\n- text: All I want is you\n start_ms: 4040\n end_ms: 7180\n- text: I just want the truth\n start_ms: 7180\n end_ms: 10830\n- text: All I want is you\n start_ms: 10830\n end_ms: 12900\n- text: I just want the truth\n start_ms: 12900\n end_ms: 13920\n- text: No security nowadays, I'm with gang gang\n start_ms: 13920\n end_ms: 16930\n- text: Put a pause on the lifestyle I grew up and changed lanes\n start_ms: 16930\n end_ms: 20380\n- text: Uncle Andre just passed, I can't help but bear blame\n start_ms: 20380\n end_ms: 24270\n- text: Wish I got him help when the resources came\n start_ms: 24270\n end_ms: 27450\n- text: I turned 22, I was done with the range\n start_ms: 27450\n end_ms: 30690\n- text: And I'm never online, it's too much to maintain\n start_ms: 30690\n end_ms: 34140\n- text: My bitch see I'm stressed out, another migraine\n start_ms: 34140\n end_ms: 37470\n- text: Understand what it take just to reinvent the flame\n start_ms: 37470\n end_ms: 41060\n- text: I came back different with a sound to bring change\n start_ms: 41060\n end_ms: 44350\n- text: Nineteen with some millions, things began to turn strange\n start_ms: 44350\n end_ms: 47930\n- text: My mama look at me just like she going to the bank\n start_ms: 47930\n end_ms: 51250\n- text: My grandma putting me in awkward spots with the bank\n start_ms: 51250\n end_ms: 54840\n- text: Throwing crumpled paper at the wall, drawing blanks\n start_ms: 54840\n end_ms: 57900\n- text: I'm a genius, I was told, I'm a genius, I was chose\n start_ms: 57900\n end_ms: 61360\n- text: I'm a product to the world, it's some things that I ain't told\n start_ms: 61360\n end_ms: 64470\n- text: Like when my mama walked me 'round with no shoes in the cold\n start_ms: 64470\n end_ms: 67910\n- text: When I was dying for my bitch, my mom was sleeping in a tent\n start_ms: 67910\n end_ms: 71480\n- text: Going back and forth to jail, should I bail? 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Where can I vent?\n Fucking up my credit card when I tried to pay her rent\n\n Usually go on stage and fake a smile, but I can't\n Niggas run the same plays, it's still my style, but they can't\n\n Niggas fuck the same hoes, she's not my style, so I can't\n I'm drinking alkaline water, out the way and staying fit\n Buying cars I barely drive, wasting chips to scratch the itch\n I can promise niggas this, I am not for everybody\n\n I can drop on everybody, it's a mop for everybody\n\n But I stay inside my laboratory, switching up the category\n Shaking off them battle stories, how I made my path to glory\n"},{"id":39494747,"name":"No Security","trackName":"No Security","artistName":"Baby Keem","albumName":"Billboard Hot 100 Single Charts 2026.03","duration":118.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I just want the truth\nAll I want is you\nI just want the truth\nAll I want is you\nI just want the truth\n\nNo security nowadays, I'm with gang gang\nPut a pause on the lifestyle I grew up and changed lanes\nUncle Andre just passed, I can't help but bear blame\n\nWish I got him help when the resources came\nI turned 22, I was done with the range\nAnd I'm never online, it's too much to maintain\nMy bitch see I'm stressed out, another migraine\nUnderstand what it take just to reinvent the flame\nI came back different with a sound to bring change\nNineteen with some millions, things began to turn strange\nMy mama look at me just like she going to the bank\n\nMy grandma putting me in awkward spots with the bank\nThrowing crumpled paper at the wall, drawing blanks\nI'm a genius, I was told, I'm a genius, I was chose\nI'm a product to the world, it's some things that I ain't told\nLike when my mama walked me 'round with no shoes in the cold\nWhen I was dying for my bitch, my mom was sleeping in a tent\nGoing back and forth to jail, should I bail? 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