[{"id":9316959,"name":"Levitate","trackName":"Levitate","artistName":"Berner","albumName":"Prohibition, Pt. 3","duration":298.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nMy pack game on a high level\nHigh plane, but never eye level\nWhen it's your turn you might fall short\nDanny DeVito wanna smoke kush\nDidn't get it? Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate\n  artist: Berner\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 298000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"},{"id":21218679,"name":"Levitate (feat. Quez)","trackName":"Levitate (feat. Quez)","artistName":"Berner","albumName":"Prohibition, Pt. 3","duration":299.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nMy pack game on a high level\nHigh plane, but never eye level\nWhen it's your turn you might fall short\nDanny DeVito wanna smoke kush\nDidn't get it? Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate (feat. Quez)\n  artist: Berner\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 299000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"},{"id":21325079,"name":"Levitate (ft. 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Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate (ft. Quez)\n  artist: Berner\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 298219\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"},{"id":25100139,"name":"Levitate","trackName":"Levitate","artistName":"Berner,B-Real,Quez","albumName":"Prohibition, Pt. 3","duration":298.218753,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nMy pack game on a high level\nHigh plane, but never eye level\nWhen it's your turn you might fall short\nDanny DeVito wanna smoke kush\nDidn't get it? Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate\n  artist: Berner,B-Real,Quez\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 298219\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"},{"id":36527131,"name":"Levitate","trackName":"Levitate","artistName":"Quez, B-Real, Berner","albumName":"Prohibition, Pt. 3","duration":298.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nWe're fucked up\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nMy pack game on a high level\nHigh plane, but never eye level\nWhen it's your turn you might fall short\nDanny DeVito wanna smoke kush\nDidn't get it? Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate\n  artist: Quez, B-Real, Berner\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 298000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"},{"id":28892172,"name":"Levitate","trackName":"Levitate","artistName":"Berner & B‐Real feat. 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Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate\n  artist: Berner & B‐Real feat. Quez\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 298000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"},{"id":16473559,"name":"Levitate (feat. 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Forget it\nYou're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\nContact high, you might get it\nStudio boxed out, just been jetted\nGot a global image when I start the scrimmage\nWhen I grow spinach, just don't finish\nMy team aggressive, your team timid\nLike Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\nAnd it's no gimmick\nGot no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\nGive zero fucks, but you know that\nFire red, and we grow that\nHigh as fuck right now\nBetter than ever we never come down\nWhenever whoever however a pound\nWhipping the 50 and pushing the sound\nYou might be smoking that brown\nBut we really bring the shit in your town\nYeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nI'm 'bout to levitate\nI'm skinny no featherweight\nI'm eating good, nigga everyday\nI eat so much I need a extra plate\nTryna get Berner in better shape\nDog when we eat, we get extra steak\nWhen we do shows we get extra cake\nAll we wanna do is medicate\nMan, somebody better call a doctor\nI'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\nShawty shaking ass just like maracas\nMaui Wowie in helicopters\nOG in the middle of Compton\nCouple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\nOut the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\nHit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\nThey tell me I can't roll my dope\nBut nigga I don't wanna beat up\nThey tell me I can't roll and smoke\nToo bad we just lit the weed up\nIt's birthday published\nGot niggas in jail tryna die in prison\nGot niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\nShit, we just tryna get home to good pack\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\n\nThey say I can't burn when I'm holding\nHands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\nYeah I got rich, girls on dick\nMoney coming in, I'ma keep on growing\nBig Berner got a lotta dough\nI smoke weed all day while the product grow\nBuy two cribs, i made an island doe\nI know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\nRiding in big Benz\nTwo girls on my dick and they best friends\nSix chains on my neck and they all shine\nIn car full of killers and we all high\nCrazy I'm really on top\nI came from the bottom, I been through a lot\nAll in your city, I'm getting my guap\nI buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\nMove work, hella fast\nIf I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\nLive good now, been to hell and back\nYeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\nThe weed that I grow turns blue\nI'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\nThis shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\nYou rolling up glue\n\nMy eyes red, I been smoking all day\nYou know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\nGotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\nLight a blunt and clear the place\nAnd watch me levitate, aye\n\nAnd they say that we can't roll up\nBut fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating\nAnd they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\nMy feet ain't on the floor, no\nI'm floating","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Levitate (feat. Quez)\n  artist: Berner & B-Real\n  album: Prohibition, Pt. 3\n  duration_ms: 298221\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  We're fucked up\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  My pack game on a high level\n  High plane, but never eye level\n  When it's your turn you might fall short\n  Danny DeVito wanna smoke kush\n  Didn't get it? Forget it\n  You're fucking pathetic and lacking credit\n  Contact high, you might get it\n  Studio boxed out, just been jetted\n  Got a global image when I start the scrimmage\n  When I grow spinach, just don't finish\n  My team aggressive, your team timid\n  Like Master P, we got \"No Limit\"\n  And it's no gimmick\n  Got no reason to bullshit, 'bout it pleases\n  Give zero fucks, but you know that\n  Fire red, and we grow that\n  High as fuck right now\n  Better than ever we never come down\n  Whenever whoever however a pound\n  Whipping the 50 and pushing the sound\n  You might be smoking that brown\n  But we really bring the shit in your town\n  Yeah, the cleanest shit that you found\n  'Cause we really green the shit in your town\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  I'm 'bout to levitate\n  I'm skinny no featherweight\n  I'm eating good, nigga everyday\n  I eat so much I need a extra plate\n  Tryna get Berner in better shape\n  Dog when we eat, we get extra steak\n  When we do shows we get extra cake\n  All we wanna do is medicate\n  Man, somebody better call a doctor\n  I'm on good cookie and a lotta vodka\n  Shawty shaking ass just like maracas\n  Maui Wowie in helicopters\n  OG in the middle of Compton\n  Couple niggas 'round me, right who want it?\n  Out the hood nigga, l feel accomplished\n  Hit the weed, nigga stop with the nonsense\n  They tell me I can't roll my dope\n  But nigga I don't wanna beat up\n  They tell me I can't roll and smoke\n  Too bad we just lit the weed up\n  It's birthday published\n  Got niggas in jail tryna die in prison\n  Got niggas in the kitchen tryna cook crack\n  Shit, we just tryna get home to good pack\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n\n  They say I can't burn when I'm holding\n  Hands all sticky from the weed that l'm rolling\n  Yeah I got rich, girls on dick\n  Money coming in, I'ma keep on growing\n  Big Berner got a lotta dough\n  I smoke weed all day while the product grow\n  Buy two cribs, i made an island doe\n  I know I'm gonna shine till it's time to go\n  Riding in big Benz\n  Two girls on my dick and they best friends\n  Six chains on my neck and they all shine\n  In car full of killers and we all high\n  Crazy I'm really on top\n  I came from the bottom, I been through a lot\n  All in your city, I'm getting my guap\n  I buried a milli, I pray it don't rot\n  Move work, hella fast\n  If I don't like that batch l'ma send it back\n  Live good now, been to hell and back\n  Yeah I'm still underground tryna sell the pack\n  The weed that I grow turns blue\n  I'm rolling up cookies with Snoop\n  This shit is the truth, yeah it taste like food\n  You rolling up glue\n\n  My eyes red, I been smoking all day\n  You know my pack strong it's been lifting them weights\n  Gotta keep my shades on in case they in my face\n  Light a blunt and clear the place\n  And watch me levitate, aye\n\n  And they say that we can't roll up\n  But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n  And they say that he we can't roll up But fuck that\n  My feet ain't on the floor, no\n  I'm floating\n"}]