[{"id":32531426,"name":"Mula (feat. Big Sean)","trackName":"Mula (feat. Big Sean)","artistName":"Connor Price, Big Sean","albumName":"About Time","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\nYeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\nI feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\nGuess I had it backwards\nA lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\nAfter back when I would want it faster\nShift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\nDid it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\nY'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\nAlways in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\nI can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\nStill don't trust nobody else to ever steer\nI'm the only person that would never veer\nHopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\nHow many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\nFunny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\nNumbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\nLovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\nAyy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\nLook, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the fake ones\nI learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\nThey show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\nOne thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\nMoney over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\nDon't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\nBut when it's all you think about\nYou predisposed to a life where\nYou tryna make the deepest hole\nKeep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\nThought the seeds would grow\nBut it decomposes\nIn the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\nGreed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\nFeed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\nDelay my satisfaction\nManifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n'Cause what you know just a fraction\nThey tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\nSay the money's the root of evil, but tell me\nWhat's evil backwards? (Erm)\nYeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\nSometimes, change your perspective\nWill give you a different action\nI told you boys that I'd do it\nYou simply watching it happen\nThe bases loaded, I'm batting\nI'm drivin' slow in the fast one\nI'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\nThat one\nGotta keep my composure\nPeople say anything behind closed doors for exposure\nSometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\nWith all the dirt I'm doing\nSwear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\nDon't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n'Cause let's be real\nYou know he got a lotta money\nBut I get it, it's not the end goal\nIt's really just the asset\nThe vehicle to get to where you didn't go\nAnd get to where you get to grow\nAnd money'll magnify what you been on\nSo if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\nMan, you get it, bro\nDo this for the clique, if I'm going\nThen they coming too\nYou might throw up at the budgets\nThat I'm runnin' through\nI used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\nNow, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\nFast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\nI knew that it was comin' through\nThe difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n'Cause I wanted to\n\nThough it's not about the money\nIt ain't about the Mula\n(It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\nEven though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\nSayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.05] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[00:11.20] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n[00:13.71] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[00:15.92] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n[00:18.33] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[00:20.64] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n[00:22.99] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[00:24.98] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n[00:27.58] Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n[00:29.25] I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n[00:32.40] Guess I had it backwards\n[00:33.44] A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n[00:35.24] After back when I would want it faster\n[00:36.96] Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n[00:39.50] Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n[00:41.88] Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n[00:44.00] Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n[00:46.60] I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n[00:49.36] Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n[00:51.15] I'm the only person that would never veer\n[00:52.89] Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n[00:55.89] How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n[00:57.84] Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n[01:00.20] Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n[01:02.57] Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n[01:05.69] Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n[01:07.87] Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n[01:10.39] Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n[01:12.54] Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n[01:14.41] I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n[01:16.71] They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n[01:19.19] One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n[01:21.31] Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n[01:23.72] Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n[01:26.00] But when it's all you think about\n[01:28.13] You predisposed to a life where\n[01:29.45] You tryna make the deepest hole\n[01:30.61] Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n[01:33.22] Thought the seeds would grow\n[01:34.52] But it decomposes\n[01:35.55] In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n[01:37.82] Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n[01:40.16] Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n[01:42.00] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[01:44.69] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n[01:46.86] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[01:49.28] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n[01:51.69] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n[01:53.85] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n[01:56.34] Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n[01:58.55] Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n[02:01.34] Delay my satisfaction\n[02:02.65] Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n[02:04.78] 'Cause what you know just a fraction\n[02:05.95] They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n[02:07.92] Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n[02:09.67] What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n[02:11.62] Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n[02:12.93] Sometimes, change your perspective\n[02:14.14] Will give you a different action\n[02:15.27] I told you boys that I'd do it\n[02:16.47] You simply watching it happen\n[02:17.59] The bases loaded, I'm batting\n[02:18.68] I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n[02:19.83] I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n[02:21.93] That one\n[02:22.89] Gotta keep my composure\n[02:23.99] People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n[02:26.40] Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n[02:28.71] With all the dirt I'm doing\n[02:29.87] Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n[02:31.63] Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n[02:34.47] 'Cause let's be real\n[02:35.33] You know he got a lotta money\n[02:36.56] But I get it, it's not the end goal\n[02:38.05] It's really just the asset\n[02:39.28] The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n[02:41.17] And get to where you get to grow\n[02:42.66] And money'll magnify what you been on\n[02:44.68] So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n[02:46.47] Man, you get it, bro\n[02:48.13] Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n[02:49.51] Then they coming too\n[02:50.75] You might throw up at the budgets\n[02:51.85] That I'm runnin' through\n[02:53.08] I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n[02:55.76] Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n[02:58.79] Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n[03:01.12] 100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n[03:03.78] I knew that it was comin' through\n[03:05.33] The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n[03:08.99] 'Cause I wanted to\n[03:10.85] Though it's not about the money\n[03:12.14] It ain't about the Mula\n[03:14.88] (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n[03:15.28] Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n[03:22.65] Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n[03:24.76] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula (feat. Big Sean)\n  artist: Connor Price, Big Sean\n  album: About Time\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 9050\n  end_ms: 11200\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  start_ms: 11200\n  end_ms: 13710\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 13710\n  end_ms: 15920\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  start_ms: 15920\n  end_ms: 18330\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 18330\n  end_ms: 20640\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  start_ms: 20640\n  end_ms: 22990\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 22990\n  end_ms: 24980\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n  start_ms: 24980\n  end_ms: 27580\n- text: Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n  start_ms: 27580\n  end_ms: 29250\n- text: I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n  start_ms: 29250\n  end_ms: 32400\n- text: Guess I had it backwards\n  start_ms: 32400\n  end_ms: 33440\n- text: A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n  start_ms: 33440\n  end_ms: 35240\n- text: After back when I would want it faster\n  start_ms: 35240\n  end_ms: 36960\n- text: Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n  start_ms: 36960\n  end_ms: 39500\n- text: Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n  start_ms: 39500\n  end_ms: 41880\n- text: Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n  start_ms: 41880\n  end_ms: 44000\n- text: Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n  start_ms: 44000\n  end_ms: 46600\n- text: I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n  start_ms: 46600\n  end_ms: 49360\n- text: Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n  start_ms: 49360\n  end_ms: 51150\n- text: I'm the only person that would never veer\n  start_ms: 51150\n  end_ms: 52890\n- text: Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n  start_ms: 52890\n  end_ms: 55890\n- text: How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n  start_ms: 55890\n  end_ms: 57840\n- text: Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n  start_ms: 57840\n  end_ms: 60200\n- text: Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n  start_ms: 60200\n  end_ms: 62570\n- text: Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n  start_ms: 62570\n  end_ms: 65690\n- text: Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n  start_ms: 65690\n  end_ms: 67870\n- text: Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n  start_ms: 67870\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72540\n- text: Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n  start_ms: 72540\n  end_ms: 74410\n- text: I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n  start_ms: 74410\n  end_ms: 76710\n- text: They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n  start_ms: 76710\n  end_ms: 79190\n- text: One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n  start_ms: 79190\n  end_ms: 81310\n- text: Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n  start_ms: 81310\n  end_ms: 83720\n- text: Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n  start_ms: 83720\n  end_ms: 86000\n- text: But when it's all you think about\n  start_ms: 86000\n  end_ms: 88130\n- text: You predisposed to a life where\n  start_ms: 88130\n  end_ms: 89450\n- text: You tryna make the deepest hole\n  start_ms: 89450\n  end_ms: 90610\n- text: Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n  start_ms: 90610\n  end_ms: 93220\n- text: Thought the seeds would grow\n  start_ms: 93220\n  end_ms: 94520\n- text: But it decomposes\n  start_ms: 94520\n  end_ms: 95550\n- text: In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n  start_ms: 95550\n  end_ms: 97820\n- text: Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n  start_ms: 97820\n  end_ms: 100160\n- text: Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n  start_ms: 100160\n  end_ms: 102000\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 102000\n  end_ms: 104690\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  start_ms: 104690\n  end_ms: 106860\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 106860\n  end_ms: 109280\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n  start_ms: 109280\n  end_ms: 111690\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n  start_ms: 111690\n  end_ms: 113850\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n  start_ms: 113850\n  end_ms: 116340\n- text: Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  start_ms: 116340\n  end_ms: 118550\n- text: Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n  start_ms: 118550\n  end_ms: 121340\n- text: Delay my satisfaction\n  start_ms: 121340\n  end_ms: 122650\n- text: Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n  start_ms: 122650\n  end_ms: 124780\n- text: '''Cause what you know just a fraction'\n  start_ms: 124780\n  end_ms: 125950\n- text: They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n  start_ms: 125950\n  end_ms: 127920\n- text: Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n  start_ms: 127920\n  end_ms: 129670\n- text: What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n  start_ms: 129670\n  end_ms: 131620\n- text: Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n  start_ms: 131620\n  end_ms: 132930\n- text: Sometimes, change your perspective\n  start_ms: 132930\n  end_ms: 134140\n- text: Will give you a different action\n  start_ms: 134140\n  end_ms: 135270\n- text: I told you boys that I'd do it\n  start_ms: 135270\n  end_ms: 136470\n- text: You simply watching it happen\n  start_ms: 136470\n  end_ms: 137590\n- text: The bases loaded, I'm batting\n  start_ms: 137590\n  end_ms: 138680\n- text: I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n  start_ms: 138680\n  end_ms: 139830\n- text: I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n  start_ms: 139830\n  end_ms: 141930\n- text: That one\n  start_ms: 141930\n  end_ms: 142890\n- text: Gotta keep my composure\n  start_ms: 142890\n  end_ms: 143990\n- text: People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n  start_ms: 143990\n  end_ms: 146400\n- text: Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n  start_ms: 146400\n  end_ms: 148710\n- text: With all the dirt I'm doing\n  start_ms: 148710\n  end_ms: 149870\n- text: Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n  start_ms: 149870\n  end_ms: 151630\n- text: Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n  start_ms: 151630\n  end_ms: 154470\n- text: '''Cause let''s be real'\n  start_ms: 154470\n  end_ms: 155330\n- text: You know he got a lotta money\n  start_ms: 155330\n  end_ms: 156560\n- text: But I get it, it's not the end goal\n  start_ms: 156560\n  end_ms: 158050\n- text: It's really just the asset\n  start_ms: 158050\n  end_ms: 159280\n- text: The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n  start_ms: 159280\n  end_ms: 161170\n- text: And get to where you get to grow\n  start_ms: 161170\n  end_ms: 162660\n- text: And money'll magnify what you been on\n  start_ms: 162660\n  end_ms: 164680\n- text: So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n  start_ms: 164680\n  end_ms: 166470\n- text: Man, you get it, bro\n  start_ms: 166470\n  end_ms: 168130\n- text: Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n  start_ms: 168130\n  end_ms: 169510\n- text: Then they coming too\n  start_ms: 169510\n  end_ms: 170750\n- text: You might throw up at the budgets\n  start_ms: 170750\n  end_ms: 171850\n- text: That I'm runnin' through\n  start_ms: 171850\n  end_ms: 173080\n- text: I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n  start_ms: 173080\n  end_ms: 175760\n- text: Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n  start_ms: 175760\n  end_ms: 178790\n- text: Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n  start_ms: 178790\n  end_ms: 181120\n- text: 100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n  start_ms: 181120\n  end_ms: 183780\n- text: I knew that it was comin' through\n  start_ms: 183780\n  end_ms: 185330\n- text: The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n  start_ms: 185330\n  end_ms: 188990\n- text: '''Cause I wanted to'\n  start_ms: 188990\n  end_ms: 190850\n- text: Though it's not about the money\n  start_ms: 190850\n  end_ms: 192140\n- text: It ain't about the Mula\n  start_ms: 192140\n  end_ms: 194880\n- text: (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n  start_ms: 194880\n  end_ms: 195280\n- text: Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n  start_ms: 195280\n  end_ms: 202650\n- text: Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n  start_ms: 202650\n  end_ms: 204760\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 204760\nplain: |-\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\n  Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n  I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n  Guess I had it backwards\n  A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n  After back when I would want it faster\n  Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n  Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n  Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n  Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n  I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n  Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n  I'm the only person that would never veer\n  Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n  How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n  Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n  Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n  Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n  Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n  Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n  I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n  They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n  One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n  Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n  Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n  But when it's all you think about\n  You predisposed to a life where\n  You tryna make the deepest hole\n  Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n  Thought the seeds would grow\n  But it decomposes\n  In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n  Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n  Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\n  Delay my satisfaction\n  Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n  'Cause what you know just a fraction\n  They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n  Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n  What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n  Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n  Sometimes, change your perspective\n  Will give you a different action\n  I told you boys that I'd do it\n  You simply watching it happen\n  The bases loaded, I'm batting\n  I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n  I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n  That one\n  Gotta keep my composure\n  People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n  Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n  With all the dirt I'm doing\n  Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n  Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n  'Cause let's be real\n  You know he got a lotta money\n  But I get it, it's not the end goal\n  It's really just the asset\n  The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n  And get to where you get to grow\n  And money'll magnify what you been on\n  So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n  Man, you get it, bro\n  Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n  Then they coming too\n  You might throw up at the budgets\n  That I'm runnin' through\n  I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n  Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n  Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n  100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n  I knew that it was comin' through\n  The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n  'Cause I wanted to\n\n  Though it's not about the money\n  It ain't about the Mula\n  (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n  Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n  Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n"},{"id":32703646,"name":"MULA","trackName":"MULA","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Detroit","duration":336.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MULA\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Detroit\n  duration_ms: 336000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":24878624,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Capitol Park","duration":218.76,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Capitol Park\n  duration_ms: 218760\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":24199046,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Good Music Chicago","duration":246.625225,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Good Music Chicago\n  duration_ms: 246625\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":23612138,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Detroit","duration":246.360816,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Detroit\n  duration_ms: 246361\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":23352212,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Detroit, Vol. 2","duration":246.285737,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Detroit, Vol. 2\n  duration_ms: 246286\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":23044514,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Capitol Park","duration":246.312,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Capitol Park\n  duration_ms: 246312\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":27432654,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Good Music Chicago","duration":218.76,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandcamp\nGood after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\nYeah\nFree OCB\nPaper Chaser\nDope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\nYeah\nI'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n...\nTold me\nFinally famous, famous\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nGod, praise God\nGod, hallelujah\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\nI overflow all over- my is overhyped\nShooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\nM- m- mercy\nLord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\nEver life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect\nNow I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\nCharge your and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\nI do\nI feel like getting paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold mama \"Get what you want, then just\nLeave the rest to me.\" Money, money\nAin't no- ain't no rest for me\n'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHa\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint\nStacking bread, come watch me paint\nHa\nPray to never die, I'm broke\nGetting cases by the boat\nWe ain't shopping by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\nStacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it\nGot it\nBoy, shoot your stylist\nStylist\nEating good, I ain't brolic\nI'm just chasing them commas\nHa\nMy ride down five and my a ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nMy chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nThan the mula\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nHallelujah\nPraise God\nPraise God\nHallelujah\nAmen\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my real that's gonna ride for me?\nWhere my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Good Music Chicago\n  duration_ms: 218760\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  Bandcamp\n  Good after God, after my family, I ain't gonna front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB\n  Paper Chaser\n  Dope Boy Cash Out, what up, though?\n  Yeah\n  I'ma tell you like a rich- Money, money, money\n  ...\n  Told me\n  Finally famous, famous\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  God, praise God\n  God, hallelujah\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wody, holdi slowly back your- back your up, you over-close\n  I overflow all over- my is overhyped\n  Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shot the Holy Ghost\n  M- m- mercy\n  Lord, would you please have mercy and protect me from those?\n  Ever life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect\n  Now I got your wifey and you back to using that Jerkins\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my who done passed away\n  Charge your and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter hands and tell him blast away\n  I do\n  I feel like getting paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told mama \"Get what you want, then just\n  Leave the rest to me.\" Money, money\n  Ain't no- ain't no rest for me\n  'Cause ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ha\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint\n  Stacking bread, come watch me paint\n  Ha\n  Pray to never die, I'm broke\n  Getting cases by the boat\n  We ain't shopping by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stacking all this money, homie, tryna see that ceiling break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, pissed straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it\n  Got it\n  Boy, shoot your stylist\n  Stylist\n  Eating good, I ain't brolic\n  I'm just chasing them commas\n  Ha\n  My ride down five and my a ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  My chain, money, a fridge, deep freezer and a cooler\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Than the mula\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Hallelujah\n  Praise God\n  Praise God\n  Hallelujah\n  Amen\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my real that's gonna ride for me?\n  Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?\n"},{"id":9029485,"name":"Mula Remix","trackName":"Mula Remix","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame","duration":354.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n(Finally famous nigga)\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nI'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\nWhen they view ya fucking around\nMe and my niggas we come to your town\nBusting them bottles and fucking your bitches\nAnd when they start hating we gunning them down\nDon't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\nAnd I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\nI can see a bad bitch from far away\nLet her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\nAnd my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\nYou put your rims on and you think that you're balling\nI'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\nAnd my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\nYo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\nB-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\nBitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\nI oopsy-daisys on a skirt\nFuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\nI prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\nCondom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\nNigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\nBy candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\nAnd not for no romance and shit (No!)\nFrom barely managing to mansions\nWhere ho's call me Mr. Anderson\nCommand a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\nI got a couple marbles missing I know\nNow there's marbles all on the floor\nOn the bathroom, kitchen and stove\nI got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\nBut I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\nPaper running through my jugular\nI'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\nYou know my style\nAnd my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\nCame in this motherfucker by myself\nSmoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\nMy gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\nNigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\nAnd I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\nBrrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\nI'm on one, let me jog your memory\nMe and Nells on the milerun, uh\nShawty gonna need her drawers done\nEat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\nAnd I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\nTwo niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\nThat's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\nTreat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\nGot a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\nIf you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\nSo I'm about to be dumb as fuck\nCause' God blesses fools in badges\nWhen I was fifteen I was felon\nWhen you were fifteen you were yelling\n\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nScared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\nGotta get it my medula\nCouple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\nNigga hula-hoop with the mula\nEveryday that I wake I say grace\nHallelujah welcome back like Mase\nBitches only fuck niggas with the cream\nA nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\nAy, they say we can't maintain\nOnly real niggas remain\n'Ye say that we the new slaves\nI need to ball with a chain\nI got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\nWith some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\nOoh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\nWhen I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\nOkay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\nGot a mural on the wall I'mma legend\nOkay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\nI just need a little gas in my engine\nOkay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\nHome team nigga thats a blessing\nI'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\nSo good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n[00:11.35] Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n[00:15.76] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:19.85] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:23.54] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:27.21] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:28.46] (Finally famous nigga)\n[00:30.61] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:34.68] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:38.34] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[00:45.89] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:49.21] I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n[00:52.34] When they view ya fucking around\n[00:53.93] Me and my niggas we come to your town\n[00:56.11] Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n[00:57.86] And when they start hating we gunning them down\n[01:00.16] Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n[01:02.46] And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n[01:04.01] I can see a bad bitch from far away\n[01:05.68] Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n[01:07.72] And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n[01:10.09] You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n[01:11.83] I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n[01:13.33] And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n[01:16.47] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:20.19] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:23.91] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[01:30.31] I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n[01:34.52] Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n[01:38.43] B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n[01:40.20] Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n[01:42.19] I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n[01:43.76] Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n[01:45.56] I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n[01:49.85] Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n[01:53.51] Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n[01:55.38] By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n[01:58.22] And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n[02:01.12] From barely managing to mansions\n[02:03.35] Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n[02:05.14] Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n[02:09.72] I got a couple marbles missing I know\n[02:12.56] Now there's marbles all on the floor\n[02:14.28] On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n[02:16.24] I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n[02:19.86] But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n[02:24.05] Paper running through my jugular\n[02:26.09] I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n[02:29.32] You know my style\n[02:30.66] And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n[02:32.58] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:36.75] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:40.36] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[02:48.01] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:51.78] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:55.23] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[03:03.31] I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n[03:06.07] Came in this motherfucker by myself\n[03:07.96] Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n[03:10.72] My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n[03:13.40] Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n[03:17.56] And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n[03:22.32] Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n[03:24.97] I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n[03:27.41] Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n[03:29.67] Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n[03:31.28] Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n[03:33.09] And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n[03:36.48] Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n[03:38.40] That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n[03:41.23] Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n[03:44.91] Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n[03:48.01] If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n[03:51.58] So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n[03:53.51] Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n[03:55.66] When I was fifteen I was felon\n[03:57.35] When you were fifteen you were yelling\n[03:59.55] \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n[04:04.06] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:07.98] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:11.43] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:19.43] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:23.14] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:26.58] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:33.94] Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n[04:36.11] Gotta get it my medula\n[04:37.83] Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n[04:40.03] Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n[04:41.48] Everyday that I wake I say grace\n[04:42.48] Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n[04:45.05] Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n[04:46.59] A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n[04:48.74] Ay, they say we can't maintain\n[04:50.68] Only real niggas remain\n[04:52.86] 'Ye say that we the new slaves\n[04:54.15] I need to ball with a chain\n[04:56.54] I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n[04:58.45] With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n[05:00.55] Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n[05:02.31] When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n[05:04.17] Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n[05:06.17] Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n[05:07.51] Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n[05:09.98] I just need a little gas in my engine\n[05:11.75] Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n[05:13.42] Home team nigga thats a blessing\n[05:15.54] I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n[05:17.42] So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n[05:20.47] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:24.10] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:27.60] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:35.70] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:39.52] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:43.04] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:50.08] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula Remix\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Hall Of Fame\n  duration_ms: 354000\n  instrumental: false\n  language: en\nlines:\n- text: After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  start_ms: 8420\n  end_ms: 11760\n  words:\n  - text: 'After '\n    start_ms: 8420\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 8860\n  - text: 'after '\n    start_ms: 9220\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 9650\n  - text: 'family, '\n    start_ms: 9870\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 10449\n  - text: 'ain''t '\n    start_ms: 10600\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 11030\n  - text: front\n    start_ms: 11400\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  start_ms: 11830\n  end_ms: 14230\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 11830\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 11950\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 12190\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 12340\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 12700\n  - text: 'this '\n    start_ms: 12820\n  - text: 'success, '\n    start_ms: 12940\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 13600\n  - text: 'getting '\n    start_ms: 13750\n  - text: it\n    start_ms: 14110\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 16280\n  end_ms: 20080\n  words:\n  - text: 'Where '\n    start_ms: 16280\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 16602\n  - text: 'real '\n    start_ms: 16835\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 17332\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 17800\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 18501\n  - text: 'ride '\n    start_ms: 18793\n  - text: 'for '\n    start_ms: 19028\n  - text: me\n    start_ms: 19145\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 20080\n  end_ms: 22630\n  words:\n  - text: 'Where '\n    start_ms: 20080\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 20980\n  - text: 'fine '\n    start_ms: 21100\n  - text: 'freaks '\n    start_ms: 21190\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 21550\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 21790\n  - text: 'ride '\n    start_ms: 22030\n  - text: me\n    start_ms: 22450\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 23850\n  end_ms: 27960\n  words:\n  - text: 'Where '\n    start_ms: 23850\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 24150\n  - text: 'real '\n    start_ms: 24330\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 24810\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 27090\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 27210\n  - text: 'ride '\n    start_ms: 27360\n  - text: 'for '\n    start_ms: 27450\n  - text: me\n    start_ms: 27690\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 28190\n  end_ms: 28430\n  words:\n  - text: 'Where '\n    start_ms: 28190\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 28227\n  - text: 'fine '\n    start_ms: 28242\n  - text: 'freaks '\n    start_ms: 28272\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 28317\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 28355\n  - text: 'ride '\n    start_ms: 28385\n  - text: me\n    start_ms: 28415\n- text: (Finally famous nigga)\n  start_ms: 28430\n  end_ms: 31230\n  words:\n  - text: '(Finally '\n    start_ms: 28430\n  - text: 'famous '\n    start_ms: 29580\n  - text: nigga)\n    start_ms: 30470\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 31270\n  end_ms: 33850\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 31270\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 31480\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 31870\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 32320\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 32890\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 33130\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 33250\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 35060\n  end_ms: 37610\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 35060\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 35210\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 35690\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 36080\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 36650\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 36920\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 37010\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 37660\n  end_ms: 45220\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 37660\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 38620\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 39820\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 40090\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 40300\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 46430\n  end_ms: 49790\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 46430\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 46640\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 46970\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 47390\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 48050\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 49250\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 49370\n- text: I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  start_ms: 49850\n  end_ms: 52840\n  words:\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 49850\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 50059\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 50239\n  - text: 'shooter '\n    start_ms: 50388\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 50807\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 51255\n  - text: 'preacher '\n    start_ms: 51345\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 51853\n- text: When they view ya fucking around\n  start_ms: 52840\n  end_ms: 54700\n  words:\n  - text: 'When '\n    start_ms: 52840\n  - text: 'they '\n    start_ms: 53102\n  - text: 'view '\n    start_ms: 53276\n  - text: 'ya '\n    start_ms: 53567\n  - text: 'fucking '\n    start_ms: 53741\n  - text: around\n    start_ms: 54148\n- text: Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  start_ms: 54700\n  end_ms: 56590\n  words:\n  - text: 'Me '\n    start_ms: 54700\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 54940\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 55030\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 55180\n  - text: 'we '\n    start_ms: 55540\n  - text: 'come '\n    start_ms: 55630\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 55870\n  - text: 'your '\n    start_ms: 55930\n  - text: town\n    start_ms: 56140\n- text: Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  start_ms: 56660\n  end_ms: 58470\n  words:\n  - text: 'Busting '\n    start_ms: 56660\n  - text: 'them '\n    start_ms: 57016\n  - text: 'bottles '\n    start_ms: 57164\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 57550\n  - text: 'fucking '\n    start_ms: 57639\n  - text: 'your '\n    start_ms: 57936\n  - text: bitches\n    start_ms: 58114\n- text: And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  start_ms: 58470\n  end_ms: 60150\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 58470\n  - text: 'when '\n    start_ms: 58590\n  - text: 'they '\n    start_ms: 58740\n  - text: 'start '\n    start_ms: 58860\n  - text: 'hating '\n    start_ms: 59100\n  - text: 'we '\n    start_ms: 59370\n  - text: 'gunning '\n    start_ms: 59520\n  - text: 'them '\n    start_ms: 59849\n  - text: down\n    start_ms: 60000\n- text: Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  start_ms: 60310\n  end_ms: 62650\n  words:\n  - text: 'Don''t '\n    start_ms: 60310\n  - text: 'fuck '\n    start_ms: 60430\n  - text: '''em '\n    start_ms: 60670\n  - text: 'around, '\n    start_ms: 60820\n  - text: 'boy '\n    start_ms: 61360\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 61540\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 61630\n  - text: 'money '\n    start_ms: 61840\n  - text: 'all '\n    start_ms: 62170\n  - text: day\n    start_ms: 62320\n- text: And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  start_ms: 62880\n  end_ms: 64590\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 62880\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 63060\n  - text: 'ball '\n    start_ms: 63090\n  - text: 'hard '\n    start_ms: 63240\n  - text: 'like '\n    start_ms: 63569\n  - text: 'Tim '\n    start_ms: 63810\n  - text: Hardaway\n    start_ms: 64080\n- text: I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  start_ms: 64850\n  end_ms: 66410\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 64850\n  - text: 'can '\n    start_ms: 64963\n  - text: 'see '\n    start_ms: 65049\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 65219\n  - text: 'bad '\n    start_ms: 65247\n  - text: 'bitch '\n    start_ms: 65502\n  - text: 'from '\n    start_ms: 65729\n  - text: 'far '\n    start_ms: 65899\n  - text: away\n    start_ms: 66155\n- text: Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  start_ms: 66410\n  end_ms: 68300\n  words:\n  - text: 'Let '\n    start_ms: 66410\n  - text: 'her '\n    start_ms: 66560\n  - text: 'ride '\n    start_ms: 66620\n  - text: 'this '\n    start_ms: 66890\n  - text: 'dick '\n    start_ms: 67130\n  - text: 'cause '\n    start_ms: 67340\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 67520\n  - text: 'had '\n    start_ms: 67640\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 67760\n  - text: 'hard '\n    start_ms: 67850\n  - text: day\n    start_ms: 68060\n- text: And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  start_ms: 68330\n  end_ms: 70310\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 68330\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 68420\n  - text: 'dick '\n    start_ms: 68570\n  - text: 'even '\n    start_ms: 68810\n  - text: 'harder, '\n    start_ms: 69080\n  - text: 'you '\n    start_ms: 69320\n  - text: 'whippin'' '\n    start_ms: 69530\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 69830\n  - text: charger\n    start_ms: 69950\n- text: You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  start_ms: 70310\n  end_ms: 72260\n  words:\n  - text: 'You '\n    start_ms: 70310\n  - text: 'put '\n    start_ms: 70460\n  - text: 'your '\n    start_ms: 70670\n  - text: 'rims '\n    start_ms: 70760\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 71030\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 71180\n  - text: 'you '\n    start_ms: 71270\n  - text: 'think '\n    start_ms: 71420\n  - text: 'that '\n    start_ms: 71630\n  - text: 'you''re '\n    start_ms: 71750\n  - text: balling\n    start_ms: 71930\n- text: I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  start_ms: 72270\n  end_ms: 74070\n  words:\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 72270\n  - text: 'whippin'' '\n    start_ms: 72390\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 72750\n  - text: 'Bentley, '\n    start_ms: 72810\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 73230\n  - text: 'can''t '\n    start_ms: 73290\n  - text: 'even '\n    start_ms: 73560\n  - text: 'call '\n    start_ms: 73770\n  - text: it\n    start_ms: 74010\n- text: And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n  start_ms: 74090\n  end_ms: 76970\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 74090\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 74180\n  - text: 'shit '\n    start_ms: 74270\n  - text: 'so '\n    start_ms: 74450\n  - text: 'retarded '\n    start_ms: 74630\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 75140\n  - text: 'handicap '\n    start_ms: 75260\n  - text: 'parking '\n    start_ms: 75710\n  - text: 'like '\n    start_ms: 76010\n  - text: skrrrrrrr!\n    start_ms: 76940\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 76990\n  end_ms: 79600\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 76990\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 77200\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 77620\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 78100\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 78640\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 78880\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 79000\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 80790\n  end_ms: 83320\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 80790\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 80996\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 81408\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 81820\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 82349\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 82643\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 82732\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 83320\n  end_ms: 90790\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 83320\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 84280\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 89080\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 89500\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 90010\n- text: I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  start_ms: 90830\n  end_ms: 94880\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 90830\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 91098\n  - text: 'paid '\n    start_ms: 91395\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 91753\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 92111\n  - text: 'decimal, '\n    start_ms: 92319\n  - text: 'taxing '\n    start_ms: 93242\n  - text: 'plus '\n    start_ms: 93927\n  - text: stacking\n    start_ms: 94225\n- text: Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  start_ms: 94880\n  end_ms: 98810\n  words:\n  - text: 'Yo '\n    start_ms: 94880\n  - text: 'fuck '\n    start_ms: 95180\n  - text: 'federales, '\n    start_ms: 95480\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 96860\n  - text: 'smoke '\n    start_ms: 96980\n  - text: medicali\n    start_ms: 98780\n- text: B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  start_ms: 98850\n  end_ms: 100740\n  words:\n  - text: B-\n    start_ms: 98850\n  - text: I-\n    start_ms: 99145\n  - text: 'G '\n    start_ms: 99322\n  - text: 'Sean '\n    start_ms: 99529\n  - text: 'don, '\n    start_ms: 99795\n  - text: 'Juan '\n    start_ms: 100031\n  - text: Perion\n    start_ms: 100267\n- text: Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  start_ms: 100740\n  end_ms: 102180\n  words:\n  - text: 'Bitch '\n    start_ms: 100740\n  - text: 'fuck '\n    start_ms: 100980\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 101160\n  - text: 'me, '\n    start_ms: 101250\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 101370\n  - text: 'bet '\n    start_ms: 101429\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 101610\n  - text: 'make '\n    start_ms: 101670\n  - text: 'it '\n    start_ms: 101879\n  - text: work\n    start_ms: 101940\n- text: I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  start_ms: 102500\n  end_ms: 104060\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 102500\n  - text: oopsy-\n    start_ms: 102590\n  - text: 'daisys '\n    start_ms: 102620\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 103610\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 103760\n  - text: skirt\n    start_ms: 103790\n- text: Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  start_ms: 104090\n  end_ms: 106070\n  words:\n  - text: 'Fuck '\n    start_ms: 104090\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 104300\n  - text: 'me '\n    start_ms: 104390\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 104570\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 104779\n  - text: 'room '\n    start_ms: 104840\n  - text: 'for '\n    start_ms: 105020\n  - text: 'daisies '\n    start_ms: 105140\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 105560\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 105680\n  - text: dirt\n    start_ms: 105770\n- text: I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  start_ms: 106220\n  end_ms: 110390\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 106220\n  - text: 'prefer '\n    start_ms: 106340\n  - text: 'brown '\n    start_ms: 107150\n  - text: 'liquor, '\n    start_ms: 107630\n  - text: 'brown '\n    start_ms: 108110\n  - text: 'ladies, '\n    start_ms: 108560\n  - text: 'brown '\n    start_ms: 108980\n  - text: 'Louis '\n    start_ms: 109520\n  - text: Vuitton\n    start_ms: 109700\n- text: Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  start_ms: 110480\n  end_ms: 114050\n  words:\n  - text: 'Condom '\n    start_ms: 110480\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 111020\n  - text: '''fo '\n    start_ms: 111440\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 111680\n  - text: 'go '\n    start_ms: 111800\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 112130\n  - text: 'work, '\n    start_ms: 112250\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 112850\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 113090\n  - text: uniform\n    start_ms: 113360\n- text: Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  start_ms: 114050\n  end_ms: 115920\n  words:\n  - text: 'Nigga '\n    start_ms: 114050\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 114258\n  - text: 'used '\n    start_ms: 114347\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 114525\n  - text: 'eat '\n    start_ms: 114584\n  - text: 'mayonnaise '\n    start_ms: 114762\n  - text: sandwiches\n    start_ms: 115237\n- text: By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  start_ms: 115920\n  end_ms: 118810\n  words:\n  - text: 'By '\n    start_ms: 115920\n  - text: 'candle '\n    start_ms: 116158\n  - text: 'lit, '\n    start_ms: 116635\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 116993\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 117201\n  - text: 'cause '\n    start_ms: 117469\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 117827\n  - text: 'power''s '\n    start_ms: 118006\n  - text: out\n    start_ms: 118542\n- text: And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  start_ms: 118810\n  end_ms: 120670\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 118810\n  - text: 'not '\n    start_ms: 119020\n  - text: 'for '\n    start_ms: 119260\n  - text: 'no '\n    start_ms: 119379\n  - text: 'romance '\n    start_ms: 119680\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 120280\n  - text: 'shit '\n    start_ms: 120370\n  - text: (No!)\n    start_ms: 120640\n- text: From barely managing to mansions\n  start_ms: 121520\n  end_ms: 123440\n  words:\n  - text: 'From '\n    start_ms: 121520\n  - text: 'barely '\n    start_ms: 121700\n  - text: 'managing '\n    start_ms: 122000\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 122690\n  - text: mansions\n    start_ms: 122870\n- text: Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  start_ms: 123490\n  end_ms: 125530\n  words:\n  - text: 'Where '\n    start_ms: 123490\n  - text: 'ho''s '\n    start_ms: 123730\n  - text: 'call '\n    start_ms: 123940\n  - text: 'me '\n    start_ms: 124240\n  - text: 'Mr. '\n    start_ms: 124420\n  - text: Anderson\n    start_ms: 124870\n- text: Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  start_ms: 125570\n  end_ms: 129470\n  words:\n  - text: 'Command '\n    start_ms: 125570\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 126170\n  - text: 'bitch, '\n    start_ms: 126259\n  - text: 'no '\n    start_ms: 126560\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 126770\n  - text: 'don''t '\n    start_ms: 127040\n  - text: 'own '\n    start_ms: 127280\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 127579\n  - text: 'pussy '\n    start_ms: 127730\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 128210\n  - text: 'just '\n    start_ms: 128360\n  - text: 'sample '\n    start_ms: 128660\n  - text: it\n    start_ms: 129260\n- text: I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  start_ms: 130450\n  end_ms: 132760\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 130450\n  - text: 'got '\n    start_ms: 130570\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 130960\n  - text: 'couple '\n    start_ms: 131019\n  - text: 'marbles '\n    start_ms: 131500\n  - text: 'missing '\n    start_ms: 132010\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 132370\n  - text: know\n    start_ms: 132490\n- text: Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  start_ms: 133040\n  end_ms: 134600\n  words:\n  - text: 'Now '\n    start_ms: 133040\n  - text: 'there''s '\n    start_ms: 133220\n  - text: 'marbles '\n    start_ms: 133340\n  - text: 'all '\n    start_ms: 133880\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 134030\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 134179\n  - text: floor\n    start_ms: 134300\n- text: On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  start_ms: 135010\n  end_ms: 136540\n  words:\n  - text: 'On '\n    start_ms: 135010\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 135160\n  - text: 'bathroom, '\n    start_ms: 135280\n  - text: 'kitchen '\n    start_ms: 135760\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 136120\n  - text: stove\n    start_ms: 136210\n- text: I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  start_ms: 136750\n  end_ms: 140500\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 136750\n  - text: 'got '\n    start_ms: 136899\n  - text: 'bitches '\n    start_ms: 137196\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 137732\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 137911\n  - text: 'cellular '\n    start_ms: 138089\n  - text: 'callin'' '\n    start_ms: 138892\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 139637\n  - text: confessing\n    start_ms: 139786\n- text: But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  start_ms: 140500\n  end_ms: 144310\n  words:\n  - text: 'But '\n    start_ms: 140500\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 140830\n  - text: 'don''t '\n    start_ms: 140920\n  - text: 'reply '\n    start_ms: 141250\n  - text: 'cause '\n    start_ms: 141700\n  - text: 'thats '\n    start_ms: 141970\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 142180\n  - text: 'clearest '\n    start_ms: 142360\n  - text: 'way '\n    start_ms: 142900\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 143140\n  - text: 'send '\n    start_ms: 143320\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 143650\n  - text: message\n    start_ms: 143800\n- text: Paper running through my jugular\n  start_ms: 144380\n  end_ms: 146600\n  words:\n  - text: 'Paper '\n    start_ms: 144380\n  - text: 'running '\n    start_ms: 144890\n  - text: 'through '\n    start_ms: 145310\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 145550\n  - text: jugular\n    start_ms: 145760\n- text: I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  start_ms: 146670\n  end_ms: 149430\n  words:\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 146670\n  - text: 'blowing '\n    start_ms: 146790\n  - text: 'loud, '\n    start_ms: 147180\n  - text: 'throwing '\n    start_ms: 147750\n  - text: 'thous, '\n    start_ms: 148110\n  - text: 'getting '\n    start_ms: 148740\n  - text: drunk\n    start_ms: 149010\n- text: You know my style\n  start_ms: 149490\n  end_ms: 150390\n  words:\n  - text: 'You '\n    start_ms: 149490\n  - text: 'know '\n    start_ms: 149640\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 149820\n  - text: style\n    start_ms: 149970\n- text: And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n  start_ms: 150540\n  end_ms: 152910\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 150540\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 150720\n  - text: 'momma '\n    start_ms: 150840\n  - text: 'still '\n    start_ms: 151140\n  - text: 'say '\n    start_ms: 151410\n  - text: 'she '\n    start_ms: 151650\n  - text: 'proud, '\n    start_ms: 151830\n  - text: 'that''s '\n    start_ms: 152190\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 152400\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 153180\n  end_ms: 155640\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 153180\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 153390\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 153749\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 154230\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 154830\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 155070\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 155190\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 156930\n  end_ms: 160410\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 156930\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 157080\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 157499\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 157950\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 158490\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 158760\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 159840\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 160460\n  end_ms: 167150\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 160460\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 162350\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 164300\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 164720\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 166190\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 167160\n  end_ms: 171710\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 167160\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 168558\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 168974\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 169419\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 169985\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 170223\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 170372\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 171710\n  end_ms: 174710\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 171710\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 172490\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 172790\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 173240\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 173750\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 174020\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 174110\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 174750\n  end_ms: 183240\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 174750\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 175740\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 179550\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 179970\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 182850\n- text: I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  start_ms: 183650\n  end_ms: 186170\n  words:\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 183650\n  - text: 'winning, '\n    start_ms: 183860\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 184789\n  - text: 'don''t '\n    start_ms: 184970\n  - text: 'owe '\n    start_ms: 185060\n  - text: 'nann '\n    start_ms: 185270\n  - text: 'nigga '\n    start_ms: 185510\n  - text: shit\n    start_ms: 185690\n- text: Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  start_ms: 186630\n  end_ms: 188250\n  words:\n  - text: 'Came '\n    start_ms: 186630\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 186900\n  - text: 'this '\n    start_ms: 186990\n  - text: 'motherfucker '\n    start_ms: 187110\n  - text: 'by '\n    start_ms: 187590\n  - text: myself\n    start_ms: 187800\n- text: Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  start_ms: 188280\n  end_ms: 191130\n  words:\n  - text: 'Smoking '\n    start_ms: 188280\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 188580\n  - text: 'strong, '\n    start_ms: 188820\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 189180\n  - text: 'holding '\n    start_ms: 189270\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 189540\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 189750\n  - text: 'dick '\n    start_ms: 189930\n  - text: 'like '\n    start_ms: 190200\n  - text: AH\n    start_ms: 190500\n- text: My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  start_ms: 191140\n  end_ms: 194050\n  words:\n  - text: 'My '\n    start_ms: 191140\n  - text: 'gold '\n    start_ms: 191350\n  - text: 'on, '\n    start_ms: 191740\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 192190\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 192610\n  - text: 'bomb, '\n    start_ms: 192700\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 193000\n  - text: 'talking '\n    start_ms: 193060\n  - text: goldmine\n    start_ms: 193330\n- text: Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  start_ms: 194290\n  end_ms: 197720\n  words:\n  - text: 'Nigga''s '\n    start_ms: 194290\n  - text: 'taking '\n    start_ms: 194638\n  - text: 'shots '\n    start_ms: 195103\n  - text: 'at '\n    start_ms: 195511\n  - text: 'me, '\n    start_ms: 195569\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 195889\n  - text: 'send '\n    start_ms: 196005\n  - text: 'em'' '\n    start_ms: 196354\n  - text: 'back '\n    start_ms: 196470\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 196819\n  - text: 'their '\n    start_ms: 197255\n  - text: homeline\n    start_ms: 197691\n- text: And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  start_ms: 197720\n  end_ms: 202250\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 197720\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 198070\n  - text: 'touchdown, '\n    start_ms: 198240\n  - text: 'goal '\n    start_ms: 199200\n  - text: 'line, '\n    start_ms: 199640\n  - text: 'y''all '\n    start_ms: 200160\n  - text: 'ain''t '\n    start_ms: 200680\n  - text: 'killing '\n    start_ms: 201200\n  - text: shit\n    start_ms: 201900\n- text: Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  start_ms: 202340\n  end_ms: 205480\n  words:\n  - text: 'Brrrraatttt, '\n    start_ms: 202340\n  - text: 'shoot '\n    start_ms: 203247\n  - text: 'every '\n    start_ms: 203666\n  - text: 'nigga '\n    start_ms: 204084\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 204502\n  - text: 'your '\n    start_ms: 204712\n  - text: clique\n    start_ms: 205061\n- text: I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  start_ms: 205480\n  end_ms: 207700\n  words:\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 205480\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 205720\n  - text: 'one, '\n    start_ms: 206050\n  - text: 'let '\n    start_ms: 206619\n  - text: 'me '\n    start_ms: 206830\n  - text: 'jog '\n    start_ms: 206920\n  - text: 'your '\n    start_ms: 207250\n  - text: memory\n    start_ms: 207340\n- text: Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  start_ms: 207850\n  end_ms: 209500\n  words:\n  - text: 'Me '\n    start_ms: 207850\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 208060\n  - text: 'Nells '\n    start_ms: 208150\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 208419\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 208510\n  - text: 'milerun, '\n    start_ms: 209290\n  - text: uh\n    start_ms: 209320\n- text: Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  start_ms: 209930\n  end_ms: 211010\n  words:\n  - text: 'Shawty '\n    start_ms: 209930\n  - text: 'gonna '\n    start_ms: 209960\n  - text: 'need '\n    start_ms: 210170\n  - text: 'her '\n    start_ms: 210320\n  - text: 'drawers '\n    start_ms: 210380\n  - text: done\n    start_ms: 210710\n- text: Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  start_ms: 211630\n  end_ms: 213280\n  words:\n  - text: 'Eat '\n    start_ms: 211630\n  - text: 'her '\n    start_ms: 211720\n  - text: 'pussy '\n    start_ms: 211810\n  - text: 'til'' '\n    start_ms: 212050\n  - text: 'it''s '\n    start_ms: 212230\n  - text: 'all '\n    start_ms: 212380\n  - text: 'gone, '\n    start_ms: 212560\n  - text: uh\n    start_ms: 213040\n- text: And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  start_ms: 213880\n  end_ms: 216670\n  words:\n  - text: 'And '\n    start_ms: 213880\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 214030\n  - text: 'still '\n    start_ms: 214120\n  - text: 'ain''t '\n    start_ms: 214480\n  - text: 'ever '\n    start_ms: 214630\n  - text: 'been '\n    start_ms: 214870\n  - text: 'robbed, '\n    start_ms: 215110\n  - text: 'so '\n    start_ms: 215410\n  - text: 'nigga '\n    start_ms: 215530\n  - text: 'don''t '\n    start_ms: 215830\n  - text: 'try '\n    start_ms: 216070\n  - text: me\n    start_ms: 216400\n- text: Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  start_ms: 216850\n  end_ms: 218750\n  words:\n  - text: 'Two '\n    start_ms: 216850\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 217058\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 217413\n  - text: 'guns, '\n    start_ms: 217741\n  - text: 'snatch '\n    start_ms: 218038\n  - text: 'yo'' '\n    start_ms: 218334\n  - text: wallet\n    start_ms: 218453\n- text: That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  start_ms: 218750\n  end_ms: 221540\n  words:\n  - text: 'That''s '\n    start_ms: 218750\n  - text: 'pickpocket, '\n    start_ms: 218960\n  - text: 'they '\n    start_ms: 219590\n  - text: 'want '\n    start_ms: 219680\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 219830\n  - text: I.\n    start_ms: 219980\n  - text: 'D, '\n    start_ms: 220220\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 220580\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 220700\n  - text: 'spaz '\n    start_ms: 221330\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 221360\n  - text: em'\n    start_ms: 221450\n- text: Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  start_ms: 221670\n  end_ms: 225320\n  words:\n  - text: 'Treat '\n    start_ms: 221670\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 221876\n  - text: 'like '\n    start_ms: 222229\n  - text: 'strippers '\n    start_ms: 222435\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 223377\n  - text: 'put '\n    start_ms: 223466\n  - text: 'cash '\n    start_ms: 223671\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 224172\n  - text: em'\n    start_ms: 225232\n- text: Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  start_ms: 225320\n  end_ms: 228110\n  words:\n  - text: 'Got '\n    start_ms: 225320\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 225530\n  - text: 'new '\n    start_ms: 225560\n  - text: 'chopper '\n    start_ms: 225889\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 226250\n  - text: 'that '\n    start_ms: 226550\n  - text: 'bitch '\n    start_ms: 226880\n  - text: 'still '\n    start_ms: 227120\n  - text: 'got '\n    start_ms: 227300\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 227450\n  - text: 'tag '\n    start_ms: 227510\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 227930\n  - text: it\n    start_ms: 228050\n- text: If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  start_ms: 228110\n  end_ms: 231910\n  words:\n  - text: 'If '\n    start_ms: 228110\n  - text: 'you '\n    start_ms: 228230\n  - text: 'shoot '\n    start_ms: 228379\n  - text: 'me, '\n    start_ms: 228798\n  - text: 'you '\n    start_ms: 229217\n  - text: 'famous, '\n    start_ms: 229367\n  - text: 'if '\n    start_ms: 230115\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 230204\n  - text: 'shoot '\n    start_ms: 230294\n  - text: 'you, '\n    start_ms: 230773\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 231131\n  - text: brainless\n    start_ms: 231312\n- text: So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  start_ms: 231910\n  end_ms: 233800\n  words:\n  - text: 'So '\n    start_ms: 231910\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 232180\n  - text: 'about '\n    start_ms: 232240\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 232540\n  - text: 'be '\n    start_ms: 232630\n  - text: 'dumb '\n    start_ms: 233200\n  - text: 'as '\n    start_ms: 233500\n  - text: fuck\n    start_ms: 233590\n- text: Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  start_ms: 233840\n  end_ms: 235670\n  words:\n  - text: 'Cause'' '\n    start_ms: 233840\n  - text: 'God '\n    start_ms: 234020\n  - text: 'blesses '\n    start_ms: 234320\n  - text: 'fools '\n    start_ms: 234620\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 235010\n  - text: badges\n    start_ms: 235160\n- text: When I was fifteen I was felon\n  start_ms: 235760\n  end_ms: 237720\n  words:\n  - text: 'When '\n    start_ms: 235760\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 235991\n  - text: 'was '\n    start_ms: 236048\n  - text: 'fifteen '\n    start_ms: 236192\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 236768\n  - text: 'was '\n    start_ms: 236826\n  - text: felon\n    start_ms: 237057\n- text: When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  start_ms: 237720\n  end_ms: 239370\n  words:\n  - text: 'When '\n    start_ms: 237720\n  - text: 'you '\n    start_ms: 237840\n  - text: 'were '\n    start_ms: 237960\n  - text: 'fifteen '\n    start_ms: 238020\n  - text: 'you '\n    start_ms: 238740\n  - text: 'were '\n    start_ms: 238859\n  - text: yelling\n    start_ms: 238950\n- text: '\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!'\n  start_ms: 239920\n  end_ms: 244530\n  words:\n  - text: '\"Mama '\n    start_ms: 240029\n  - text: 'come '\n    start_ms: 240249\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 240878\n  - text: 'this '\n    start_ms: 241237\n  - text: 'nigga '\n    start_ms: 241536\n  - text: 'off '\n    start_ms: 241866\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 242135\n  - text: 'fucking '\n    start_ms: 242375\n  - text: 'melon, '\n    start_ms: 242794\n  - text: 'dame '\n    start_ms: 244201\n  - text: it!\n    start_ms: 244470\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 244530\n  end_ms: 247140\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 244530\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 244740\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 245130\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 245550\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 246180\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 246420\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 246540\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 248310\n  end_ms: 251820\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 248310\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 248520\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 248940\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 249360\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 249930\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 250170\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 250290\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 251870\n  end_ms: 258560\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 251870\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 253790\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 255740\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 256160\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 257630\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 259820\n  end_ms: 262400\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 259820\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 260030\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 260420\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 260900\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 261440\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 261680\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 261800\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 263630\n  end_ms: 266180\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 263630\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 263810\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 264230\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 264650\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 265190\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 265490\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 265580\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 267130\n  end_ms: 273730\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 267130\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 268990\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 270940\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 271360\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 272830\n- text: Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  start_ms: 274380\n  end_ms: 276420\n  words:\n  - text: 'Scared '\n    start_ms: 274380\n  - text: 'money '\n    start_ms: 274770\n  - text: 'never '\n    start_ms: 274980\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 275220\n  - text: 'make '\n    start_ms: 275460\n  - text: 'nothin'', '\n    start_ms: 275700\n  - text: '(thats '\n    start_ms: 276060\n  - text: right)\n    start_ms: 276390\n- text: Gotta get it my medula\n  start_ms: 276450\n  end_ms: 277830\n  words:\n  - text: 'Gotta '\n    start_ms: 276450\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 276660\n  - text: 'it '\n    start_ms: 276840\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 277560\n  - text: medula\n    start_ms: 277800\n- text: Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  start_ms: 278590\n  end_ms: 279940\n  words:\n  - text: 'Couple '\n    start_ms: 278590\n  - text: 'dollars '\n    start_ms: 278770\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 279100\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 279159\n  - text: 'waist '\n    start_ms: 279250\n  - text: 'band, '\n    start_ms: 279520\n  - text: '(thats '\n    start_ms: 279850\n  - text: right)\n    start_ms: 279880\n- text: Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  start_ms: 280240\n  end_ms: 281740\n  words:\n  - text: 'Nigga '\n    start_ms: 280240\n  - text: hula-\n    start_ms: 280480\n  - text: 'hoop '\n    start_ms: 280720\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 280929\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 281050\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 281170\n- text: Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  start_ms: 281800\n  end_ms: 282470\n  words:\n  - text: 'Everyday '\n    start_ms: 281800\n  - text: 'that '\n    start_ms: 281988\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 282095\n  - text: 'wake '\n    start_ms: 282139\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 282238\n  - text: 'say '\n    start_ms: 282282\n  - text: grace\n    start_ms: 282363\n- text: Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  start_ms: 282470\n  end_ms: 285470\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah '\n    start_ms: 282470\n  - text: 'welcome '\n    start_ms: 283470\n  - text: 'back '\n    start_ms: 284200\n  - text: 'like '\n    start_ms: 284650\n  - text: Mase\n    start_ms: 285110\n- text: Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  start_ms: 285490\n  end_ms: 287050\n  words:\n  - text: 'Bitches '\n    start_ms: 285490\n  - text: 'only '\n    start_ms: 285820\n  - text: 'fuck '\n    start_ms: 285970\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 286240\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 286480\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 286600\n  - text: cream\n    start_ms: 286660\n- text: A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  start_ms: 287080\n  end_ms: 288880\n  words:\n  - text: 'A '\n    start_ms: 287080\n  - text: 'nigga '\n    start_ms: 287200\n  - text: 'this '\n    start_ms: 287350\n  - text: 'fresh '\n    start_ms: 287680\n  - text: 'ain''t '\n    start_ms: 288010\n  - text: 'never '\n    start_ms: 288160\n  - text: 'gon'' '\n    start_ms: 288370\n  - text: date\n    start_ms: 288610\n- text: Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  start_ms: 289300\n  end_ms: 290710\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ay, '\n    start_ms: 289300\n  - text: 'they '\n    start_ms: 289480\n  - text: 'say '\n    start_ms: 289600\n  - text: 'we '\n    start_ms: 289960\n  - text: 'can''t '\n    start_ms: 290110\n  - text: maintain\n    start_ms: 290290\n- text: Only real niggas remain\n  start_ms: 291430\n  end_ms: 292630\n  words:\n  - text: 'Only '\n    start_ms: 291430\n  - text: 'real '\n    start_ms: 291730\n  - text: 'niggas '\n    start_ms: 291880\n  - text: remain\n    start_ms: 292240\n- text: '''Ye say that we the new slaves'\n  start_ms: 293370\n  end_ms: 294160\n  words:\n  - text: '''Ye '\n    start_ms: 293370\n  - text: 'say '\n    start_ms: 293477\n  - text: 'that '\n    start_ms: 293585\n  - text: 'we '\n    start_ms: 293711\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 293789\n  - text: 'new '\n    start_ms: 293897\n  - text: slaves\n    start_ms: 294004\n- text: I need to ball with a chain\n  start_ms: 294160\n  end_ms: 296860\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 294160\n  - text: 'need '\n    start_ms: 294360\n  - text: 'to '\n    start_ms: 294860\n  - text: 'ball '\n    start_ms: 295160\n  - text: 'with '\n    start_ms: 295660\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 296160\n  - text: chain\n    start_ms: 296360\n- text: I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  start_ms: 296870\n  end_ms: 298810\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 296870\n  - text: 'got '\n    start_ms: 296960\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 297139\n  - text: 'real '\n    start_ms: 297198\n  - text: 'bad '\n    start_ms: 297407\n  - text: 'bitch '\n    start_ms: 297676\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 297884\n  - text: 'haven''t '\n    start_ms: 297915\n  - text: 'seen '\n    start_ms: 298064\n  - text: 'her '\n    start_ms: 298273\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 298392\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 298512\n  - text: month\n    start_ms: 298571\n- text: With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  start_ms: 298810\n  end_ms: 300740\n  words:\n  - text: 'With '\n    start_ms: 298810\n  - text: 'some '\n    start_ms: 298899\n  - text: 'twins '\n    start_ms: 299018\n  - text: 'so '\n    start_ms: 299285\n  - text: 'big '\n    start_ms: 299493\n  - text: 'she '\n    start_ms: 299760\n  - text: 'can '\n    start_ms: 299879\n  - text: 'put '\n    start_ms: 299968\n  - text: 'em'' '\n    start_ms: 300146\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 300265\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 300384\n  - text: bunk\n    start_ms: 300413\n- text: Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  start_ms: 300740\n  end_ms: 302330\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ooh '\n    start_ms: 300740\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 300890\n  - text: 'love '\n    start_ms: 300920\n  - text: 'it '\n    start_ms: 301100\n  - text: 'when '\n    start_ms: 301160\n  - text: 'she '\n    start_ms: 301280\n  - text: 'drop '\n    start_ms: 301400\n  - text: 'it '\n    start_ms: 301610\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 301730\n  - text: 'spread '\n    start_ms: 301820\n  - text: 'it '\n    start_ms: 302060\n  - text: like\n    start_ms: 302120\n- text: When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  start_ms: 302820\n  end_ms: 304380\n  words:\n  - text: 'When '\n    start_ms: 302820\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 302940\n  - text: 'see '\n    start_ms: 303000\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 303150\n  - text: 'camel '\n    start_ms: 303240\n  - text: 'all '\n    start_ms: 303540\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 303660\n  - text: 'wanna '\n    start_ms: 303720\n  - text: 'do '\n    start_ms: 303959\n  - text: 'is '\n    start_ms: 304110\n  - text: hump\n    start_ms: 304230\n- text: Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  start_ms: 304470\n  end_ms: 306410\n  words:\n  - text: 'Okay '\n    start_ms: 304470\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 304676\n  - text: 'Hall '\n    start_ms: 304764\n  - text: 'of '\n    start_ms: 305028\n  - text: 'Fame '\n    start_ms: 305175\n  - text: 'keep '\n    start_ms: 305440\n  - text: 'callin'' '\n    start_ms: 305646\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 306028\n  - text: name\n    start_ms: 306116\n- text: Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  start_ms: 306410\n  end_ms: 307880\n  words:\n  - text: 'Got '\n    start_ms: 306410\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 306560\n  - text: 'mural '\n    start_ms: 306620\n  - text: 'on '\n    start_ms: 306920\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 307010\n  - text: 'wall '\n    start_ms: 307070\n  - text: 'I''mma '\n    start_ms: 307370\n  - text: legend\n    start_ms: 307520\n- text: Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  start_ms: 308250\n  end_ms: 310290\n  words:\n  - text: 'Okay, '\n    start_ms: 308250\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 308490\n  - text: 'from '\n    start_ms: 308550\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 308730\n  - text: 'motor '\n    start_ms: 308790\n  - text: 'city '\n    start_ms: 309000\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 309330\n  - text: 'been '\n    start_ms: 309510\n  - text: 'have '\n    start_ms: 309750\n  - text: drive\n    start_ms: 309960\n- text: I just need a little gas in my engine\n  start_ms: 310290\n  end_ms: 311700\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 310290\n  - text: 'just '\n    start_ms: 310320\n  - text: 'need '\n    start_ms: 310470\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 310650\n  - text: 'little '\n    start_ms: 310680\n  - text: 'gas '\n    start_ms: 310890\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 311220\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 311280\n  - text: engine\n    start_ms: 311400\n- text: Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  start_ms: 312030\n  end_ms: 314160\n  words:\n  - text: 'Okay, '\n    start_ms: 312030\n  - text: 'we '\n    start_ms: 312240\n  - text: 'all '\n    start_ms: 312450\n  - text: 'in '\n    start_ms: 312660\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 312719\n  - text: 'game '\n    start_ms: 312810\n  - text: 'and '\n    start_ms: 313110\n  - text: 'we '\n    start_ms: 313200\n  - text: 'ballin'' '\n    start_ms: 313290\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 313650\n  - text: 'same '\n    start_ms: 313710\n  - text: but\n    start_ms: 314040\n- text: Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  start_ms: 314290\n  end_ms: 315460\n  words:\n  - text: 'Home '\n    start_ms: 314290\n  - text: 'team '\n    start_ms: 314470\n  - text: 'nigga '\n    start_ms: 314710\n  - text: 'thats '\n    start_ms: 314979\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 315130\n  - text: blessing\n    start_ms: 315160\n- text: I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  start_ms: 315950\n  end_ms: 317760\n  words:\n  - text: 'I''m '\n    start_ms: 315950\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 316067\n  - text: 'bad '\n    start_ms: 316125\n  - text: 'mothafucker '\n    start_ms: 316388\n  - text: 'just '\n    start_ms: 316855\n  - text: 'tryna '\n    start_ms: 317059\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 317322\n  - text: 'some '\n    start_ms: 317439\n  - text: credit\n    start_ms: 317526\n- text: So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n  start_ms: 317760\n  end_ms: 319680\n  words:\n  - text: 'So '\n    start_ms: 317760\n  - text: 'good '\n    start_ms: 318000\n  - text: 'it '\n    start_ms: 318300\n  - text: 'can '\n    start_ms: 318360\n  - text: 'get '\n    start_ms: 318480\n  - text: 'me '\n    start_ms: 318630\n  - text: 'into '\n    start_ms: 318810\n  - text: 'heaven, '\n    start_ms: 318960\n  - text: nigga\n    start_ms: 319380\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 320710\n  end_ms: 324130\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 320710\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 320920\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 321310\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 321730\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 322600\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 323560\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 323680\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 324180\n  end_ms: 327180\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 324180\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 324749\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 325200\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 325620\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 326160\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 326430\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 326550\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 328070\n  end_ms: 334760\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 328070\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 329960\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 331910\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 332360\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 333830\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 336090\n  end_ms: 339810\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 336090\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 336293\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 336613\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 337165\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 337659\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 337921\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 338037\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 339810\n  end_ms: 343000\n  words:\n  - text: 'Ain''t '\n    start_ms: 339810\n  - text: 'nothing '\n    start_ms: 340269\n  - text: 'more '\n    start_ms: 340877\n  - text: 'important '\n    start_ms: 341255\n  - text: 'than '\n    start_ms: 342013\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 342392\n  - text: mula\n    start_ms: 342701\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 343000\n  end_ms: 354273\n  words:\n  - text: 'Hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 343000\n  - text: 'hallelujah, '\n    start_ms: 345940\n  - text: 'praise '\n    start_ms: 348880\n  - text: 'God, '\n    start_ms: 350590\n  - text: hallelujah\n    start_ms: 351820\nplain: |-\n  After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  (Finally famous nigga)\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  When they view ya fucking around\n  Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  From barely managing to mansions\n  Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  Paper running through my jugular\n  I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  You know my style\n  And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  When I was fifteen I was felon\n  When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  Gotta get it my medula\n  Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  Only real niggas remain\n  'Ye say that we the new slaves\n  I need to ball with a chain\n  I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  I just need a little gas in my engine\n  Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n"},{"id":20576784,"name":"Mula Remix","trackName":"Mula Remix","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame (Deluxe Edition","duration":354.272653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n(Finally famous nigga)\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nI'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\nWhen they view ya fucking around\nMe and my niggas we come to your town\nBusting them bottles and fucking your bitches\nAnd when they start hating we gunning them down\nDon't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\nAnd I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\nI can see a bad bitch from far away\nLet her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\nAnd my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\nYou put your rims on and you think that you're balling\nI'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\nAnd my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\nYo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\nB-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\nBitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\nI oopsy-daisys on a skirt\nFuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\nI prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\nCondom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\nNigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\nBy candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\nAnd not for no romance and shit (No!)\nFrom barely managing to mansions\nWhere ho's call me Mr. Anderson\nCommand a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\nI got a couple marbles missing I know\nNow there's marbles all on the floor\nOn the bathroom, kitchen and stove\nI got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\nBut I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\nPaper running through my jugular\nI'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\nYou know my style\nAnd my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\nCame in this motherfucker by myself\nSmoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\nMy gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\nNigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\nAnd I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\nBrrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\nI'm on one, let me jog your memory\nMe and Nells on the milerun, uh\nShawty gonna need her drawers done\nEat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\nAnd I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\nTwo niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\nThat's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\nTreat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\nGot a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\nIf you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\nSo I'm about to be dumb as fuck\nCause' God blesses fools in badges\nWhen I was fifteen I was felon\nWhen you were fifteen you were yelling\n\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nScared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\nGotta get it my medula\nCouple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\nNigga hula-hoop with the mula\nEveryday that I wake I say grace\nHallelujah welcome back like Mase\nBitches only fuck niggas with the cream\nA nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\nAy, they say we can't maintain\nOnly real niggas remain\n'Ye say that we the new slaves\nI need to ball with a chain\nI got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\nWith some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\nOoh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\nWhen I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\nOkay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\nGot a mural on the wall I'mma legend\nOkay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\nI just need a little gas in my engine\nOkay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\nHome team nigga thats a blessing\nI'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\nSo good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n[00:11.35] Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n[00:15.76] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:19.85] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:23.54] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:27.21] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:28.46] (Finally famous nigga)\n[00:30.61] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:34.68] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:38.34] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[00:45.89] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:49.21] I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n[00:52.34] When they view ya fucking around\n[00:53.93] Me and my niggas we come to your town\n[00:56.11] Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n[00:57.86] And when they start hating we gunning them down\n[01:00.16] Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n[01:02.46] And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n[01:04.01] I can see a bad bitch from far away\n[01:05.68] Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n[01:07.72] And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n[01:10.09] You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n[01:11.83] I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n[01:13.33] And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n[01:16.47] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:20.19] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:23.91] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[01:30.31] I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n[01:34.52] Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n[01:38.43] B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n[01:40.20] Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n[01:42.19] I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n[01:43.76] Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n[01:45.56] I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n[01:49.85] Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n[01:53.51] Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n[01:55.38] By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n[01:58.22] And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n[02:01.12] From barely managing to mansions\n[02:03.35] Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n[02:05.14] Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n[02:09.72] I got a couple marbles missing I know\n[02:12.56] Now there's marbles all on the floor\n[02:14.28] On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n[02:16.24] I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n[02:19.86] But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n[02:24.05] Paper running through my jugular\n[02:26.09] I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n[02:29.32] You know my style\n[02:30.66] And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n[02:32.58] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:36.75] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:40.36] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[02:48.01] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:51.78] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:55.23] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[03:03.31] I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n[03:06.07] Came in this motherfucker by myself\n[03:07.96] Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n[03:10.72] My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n[03:13.40] Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n[03:17.56] And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n[03:22.32] Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n[03:24.97] I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n[03:27.41] Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n[03:29.67] Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n[03:31.28] Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n[03:33.09] And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n[03:36.48] Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n[03:38.40] That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n[03:41.23] Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n[03:44.91] Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n[03:48.01] If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n[03:51.58] So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n[03:53.51] Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n[03:55.66] When I was fifteen I was felon\n[03:57.35] When you were fifteen you were yelling\n[03:59.55] \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n[04:04.06] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:07.98] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:11.43] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:19.43] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:23.14] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:26.58] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:33.94] Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n[04:36.11] Gotta get it my medula\n[04:37.83] Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n[04:40.03] Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n[04:41.48] Everyday that I wake I say grace\n[04:42.48] Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n[04:45.05] Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n[04:46.59] A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n[04:48.74] Ay, they say we can't maintain\n[04:50.68] Only real niggas remain\n[04:52.86] 'Ye say that we the new slaves\n[04:54.15] I need to ball with a chain\n[04:56.54] I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n[04:58.45] With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n[05:00.55] Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n[05:02.31] When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n[05:04.17] Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n[05:06.17] Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n[05:07.51] Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n[05:09.98] I just need a little gas in my engine\n[05:11.75] Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n[05:13.42] Home team nigga thats a blessing\n[05:15.54] I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n[05:17.42] So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n[05:20.47] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:24.10] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:27.60] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:35.70] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:39.52] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:43.04] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:50.08] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula Remix\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Hall Of Fame (Deluxe Edition\n  duration_ms: 354273\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11350\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  start_ms: 11350\n  end_ms: 15760\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 15760\n  end_ms: 19850\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 19850\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 27210\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 27210\n  end_ms: 28460\n- text: (Finally famous nigga)\n  start_ms: 28460\n  end_ms: 30610\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 30610\n  end_ms: 34680\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 34680\n  end_ms: 38340\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 38340\n  end_ms: 45890\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 45890\n  end_ms: 49210\n- text: I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  start_ms: 49210\n  end_ms: 52340\n- text: When they view ya fucking around\n  start_ms: 52340\n  end_ms: 53930\n- text: Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  start_ms: 53930\n  end_ms: 56110\n- text: Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  start_ms: 56110\n  end_ms: 57860\n- text: And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  start_ms: 57860\n  end_ms: 60160\n- text: Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  start_ms: 60160\n  end_ms: 62460\n- text: And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  start_ms: 62460\n  end_ms: 64010\n- text: I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  start_ms: 64010\n  end_ms: 65680\n- text: Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  start_ms: 65680\n  end_ms: 67720\n- text: And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  start_ms: 67720\n  end_ms: 70090\n- text: You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  start_ms: 70090\n  end_ms: 71830\n- text: I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  start_ms: 71830\n  end_ms: 73330\n- text: And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n  start_ms: 73330\n  end_ms: 76470\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 76470\n  end_ms: 80190\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 80190\n  end_ms: 83910\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 83910\n  end_ms: 90310\n- text: I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  start_ms: 90310\n  end_ms: 94520\n- text: Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  start_ms: 94520\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 100200\n- text: Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  start_ms: 100200\n  end_ms: 102190\n- text: I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  start_ms: 102190\n  end_ms: 103760\n- text: Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  start_ms: 103760\n  end_ms: 105560\n- text: I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  start_ms: 105560\n  end_ms: 109850\n- text: Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  start_ms: 109850\n  end_ms: 113510\n- text: Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  start_ms: 113510\n  end_ms: 115380\n- text: By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  start_ms: 115380\n  end_ms: 118220\n- text: And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  start_ms: 118220\n  end_ms: 121120\n- text: From barely managing to mansions\n  start_ms: 121120\n  end_ms: 123350\n- text: Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  start_ms: 123350\n  end_ms: 125140\n- text: Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  start_ms: 125140\n  end_ms: 129720\n- text: I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  start_ms: 129720\n  end_ms: 132560\n- text: Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  start_ms: 132560\n  end_ms: 134280\n- text: On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  start_ms: 134280\n  end_ms: 136240\n- text: I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  start_ms: 136240\n  end_ms: 139860\n- text: But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  start_ms: 139860\n  end_ms: 144050\n- text: Paper running through my jugular\n  start_ms: 144050\n  end_ms: 146090\n- text: I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  start_ms: 146090\n  end_ms: 149320\n- text: You know my style\n  start_ms: 149320\n  end_ms: 150660\n- text: And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n  start_ms: 150660\n  end_ms: 152580\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 152580\n  end_ms: 156750\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 156750\n  end_ms: 160360\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 160360\n  end_ms: 168010\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 168010\n  end_ms: 171780\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 171780\n  end_ms: 175230\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 175230\n  end_ms: 183310\n- text: I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  start_ms: 183310\n  end_ms: 186070\n- text: Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  start_ms: 186070\n  end_ms: 187960\n- text: Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  start_ms: 187960\n  end_ms: 190720\n- text: My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  start_ms: 190720\n  end_ms: 193400\n- text: Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  start_ms: 193400\n  end_ms: 197560\n- text: And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  start_ms: 197560\n  end_ms: 202320\n- text: Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  start_ms: 202320\n  end_ms: 204970\n- text: I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  start_ms: 204970\n  end_ms: 207410\n- text: Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  start_ms: 207410\n  end_ms: 209670\n- text: Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  start_ms: 209670\n  end_ms: 211280\n- text: Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  start_ms: 211280\n  end_ms: 213090\n- text: And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  start_ms: 213090\n  end_ms: 216480\n- text: Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  start_ms: 216480\n  end_ms: 218400\n- text: That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  start_ms: 218400\n  end_ms: 221230\n- text: Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  start_ms: 221230\n  end_ms: 224910\n- text: Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  start_ms: 224910\n  end_ms: 228010\n- text: If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  start_ms: 228010\n  end_ms: 231580\n- text: So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  start_ms: 231580\n  end_ms: 233510\n- text: Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  start_ms: 233510\n  end_ms: 235660\n- text: When I was fifteen I was felon\n  start_ms: 235660\n  end_ms: 237350\n- text: When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  start_ms: 237350\n  end_ms: 239550\n- text: '\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!'\n  start_ms: 239550\n  end_ms: 244060\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 244060\n  end_ms: 247980\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 247980\n  end_ms: 251430\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 251430\n  end_ms: 259430\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 259430\n  end_ms: 263140\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 263140\n  end_ms: 266580\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 266580\n  end_ms: 273940\n- text: Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  start_ms: 273940\n  end_ms: 276110\n- text: Gotta get it my medula\n  start_ms: 276110\n  end_ms: 277830\n- text: Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  start_ms: 277830\n  end_ms: 280030\n- text: Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  start_ms: 280030\n  end_ms: 281480\n- text: Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  start_ms: 281480\n  end_ms: 282480\n- text: Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  start_ms: 282480\n  end_ms: 285050\n- text: Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  start_ms: 285050\n  end_ms: 286590\n- text: A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  start_ms: 286590\n  end_ms: 288740\n- text: Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  start_ms: 288740\n  end_ms: 290680\n- text: Only real niggas remain\n  start_ms: 290680\n  end_ms: 292860\n- text: '''Ye say that we the new slaves'\n  start_ms: 292860\n  end_ms: 294150\n- text: I need to ball with a chain\n  start_ms: 294150\n  end_ms: 296540\n- text: I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  start_ms: 296540\n  end_ms: 298450\n- text: With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  start_ms: 298450\n  end_ms: 300550\n- text: Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  start_ms: 300550\n  end_ms: 302310\n- text: When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  start_ms: 302310\n  end_ms: 304170\n- text: Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  start_ms: 304170\n  end_ms: 306170\n- text: Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  start_ms: 306170\n  end_ms: 307510\n- text: Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  start_ms: 307510\n  end_ms: 309980\n- text: I just need a little gas in my engine\n  start_ms: 309980\n  end_ms: 311750\n- text: Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  start_ms: 311750\n  end_ms: 313420\n- text: Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  start_ms: 313420\n  end_ms: 315540\n- text: I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  start_ms: 315540\n  end_ms: 317420\n- text: So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n  start_ms: 317420\n  end_ms: 320470\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 320470\n  end_ms: 324100\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 324100\n  end_ms: 327600\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 327600\n  end_ms: 335700\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 335700\n  end_ms: 339520\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 339520\n  end_ms: 343040\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 343040\n  end_ms: 350080\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 350080\nplain: |-\n  After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  (Finally famous nigga)\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  When they view ya fucking around\n  Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  From barely managing to mansions\n  Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  Paper running through my jugular\n  I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  You know my style\n  And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  When I was fifteen I was felon\n  When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  Gotta get it my medula\n  Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  Only real niggas remain\n  'Ye say that we the new slaves\n  I need to ball with a chain\n  I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  I just need a little gas in my engine\n  Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n"},{"id":14554645,"name":"Mula Remix","trackName":"Mula Remix","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame (Deluxe)","duration":354.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nI'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\nWhen they view ya fucking around\nMe and my niggas we come in your town\nBusting them bottles and fucking your bitches\nAnd when they start hating we gunning them niggas\nDon't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\nAnd I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\nI can see a bad bitch from far away\nLet her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\nAnd my dick even harder, you whippin' the charges\nYou put your rims on and you think that you're balling\nI'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\nAnd my shit so retarded I handicap park it like skrr\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nI get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\nYo, fuck federale, I smoke medicali\nB-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\nBitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\nI oopsy-daisys on a skirt\nFuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\nI prefer Brown liquor, Brown ladies, Brown Louboutin\nCondom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\nNigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\nBy candle lit, and that's 'cause the power's out\nAnd not for romance and shit (no)\nFrom barely managing to mansions\nWhere ho's call me Mr. Anderson\nCommand a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\nI got a couple marbles missing I know\nNow there's marbles all on the floor\nOn the bathroom, kitchen and stove\nI got bitches on my cellular callin and confessing\nBut I don't reply cause that's the clearest way to send a message\nPaper running through my jugular\nI'm blowing loud, throwing thous', getting drunk\nYou know my style\nAnd my momma say she still proud, that's mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (mula)\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nI'm winning, I don't owe a nigga shit\nCame in this motherfucker by myself\nSmoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\nMy gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\nNigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\nAnd I touchdown, goalline, y'all ain't, killing, shit\nShoot every nigga in your clique, I'm on one, let me jog your memory\nMe and Nells on a milerun, uh, shawty gonna need her drawers done\nEat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\nAnd I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\nTwo niggas with guns, snatch yo wallet\nThat pickpocket want my I.D and I spray your zone\nTreat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\nGot a new choppa, I need that bitch that want a tag on\nIf you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\nSo I'm about to be, dumb as fuck, cause' I got blessed fools and babies\nWhen I was fifteen I was a felon\nWhen you were fifteen you were yelling\nMama come get this nigga off my fucking melon\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nScared money never gon' make nothin' (that's right)\nGotta get it in medula (waist band)\nCouple dollars in the waist band (that's right)\nNigga hula-hoop with the mula\nEveryday that I wake I say grace\nHallelujah welcome back like Mase\nBitches only fuck niggas with the cream\nA nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\nAy, they say we can't maintain\nOnly real niggas remain\n'Ye say that we the new slaves\nI need to ball with a chain\nI got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\nWith twins so big she can put 'em in the bunk\nOh I love it when she drop it and spread it like time\nWhen I see her camel all I wanna do hump\nOkay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\nGot a mural on the wall I'ma legend\nFrom the motor city and been have drive\nI just need a little gas in my engine\nOkay, we all in the game we ballin' the same\nHome team nigga thats a blessing\nI'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\nSo good it can get my into heaven, nigga\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nAin't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah ('lujah)","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.44] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:19.58] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\n[00:22.73] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:26.81] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\n[00:30.05] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[00:33.31] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[00:37.08] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[00:44.72] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:48.88] I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n[00:52.07] When they view ya fucking around\n[00:54.17] Me and my niggas we come in your town\n[00:55.96] Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n[00:57.93] And when they start hating we gunning them niggas\n[01:00.23] Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n[01:02.23] And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n[01:04.12] I can see a bad bitch from far away\n[01:05.90] Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n[01:07.79] And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charges\n[01:09.55] You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n[01:11.48] I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n[01:13.21] And my shit so retarded I handicap park it like skrr\n[01:16.08] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:19.45] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:23.13] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[01:30.42] I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n[01:34.20] Yo, fuck federale, I smoke medicali\n[01:37.77] B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n[01:40.06] Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n[01:41.89] I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n[01:43.70] Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n[01:45.52] I prefer Brown liquor, Brown ladies, Brown Louboutin\n[01:49.84] Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n[01:53.42] Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n[01:55.37] By candle lit, and that's 'cause the power's out\n[01:58.02] And not for romance and shit (no)\n[02:00.33] From barely managing to mansions\n[02:02.79] Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n[02:04.88] Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n[02:08.44] I got a couple marbles missing I know\n[02:12.48] Now there's marbles all on the floor\n[02:14.38] On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n[02:16.28] I got bitches on my cellular callin and confessing\n[02:19.85] But I don't reply cause that's the clearest way to send a message\n[02:23.48] Paper running through my jugular\n[02:25.65] I'm blowing loud, throwing thous', getting drunk\n[02:28.90] You know my style\n[02:29.85] And my momma say she still proud, that's mula\n[02:32.32] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[02:35.80] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[02:39.27] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[02:46.62] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (mula)\n[02:51.06] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[02:55.07] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[03:01.85] I'm winning, I don't owe a nigga shit\n[03:05.45] Came in this motherfucker by myself\n[03:07.58] Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n[03:10.02] My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n[03:13.19] Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n[03:17.10] And I touchdown, goalline, y'all ain't, killing, shit\n[03:21.23] Shoot every nigga in your clique, I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n[03:27.36] Me and Nells on a milerun, uh, shawty gonna need her drawers done\n[03:30.60] Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n[03:32.51] And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n[03:35.79] Two niggas with guns, snatch yo wallet\n[03:38.25] That pickpocket want my I.D and I spray your zone\n[03:40.85] Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n[03:43.99] Got a new choppa, I need that bitch that want a tag on\n[03:47.80] If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n[03:51.22] So I'm about to be, dumb as fuck, cause' I got blessed fools and babies\n[03:55.04] When I was fifteen I was a felon\n[03:56.76] When you were fifteen you were yelling\n[03:59.01] Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon\n[04:03.30] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[04:07.07] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[04:10.63] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:18.07] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:22.35] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:26.26] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:33.24] Scared money never gon' make nothin' (that's right)\n[04:35.78] Gotta get it in medula (waist band)\n[04:37.55] Couple dollars in the waist band (that's right)\n[04:39.54] Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n[04:41.26] Everyday that I wake I say grace\n[04:42.69] Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n[04:44.49] Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n[04:46.49] A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n[04:48.43] Ay, they say we can't maintain\n[04:50.86] Only real niggas remain\n[04:52.25] 'Ye say that we the new slaves\n[04:54.29] I need to ball with a chain\n[04:56.10] I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n[04:58.23] With twins so big she can put 'em in the bunk\n[05:00.07] Oh I love it when she drop it and spread it like time\n[05:02.07] When I see her camel all I wanna do hump\n[05:03.67] Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n[05:05.66] Got a mural on the wall I'ma legend\n[05:07.54] From the motor city and been have drive\n[05:09.85] I just need a little gas in my engine\n[05:11.35] Okay, we all in the game we ballin' the same\n[05:13.20] Home team nigga thats a blessing\n[05:15.24] I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n[05:17.48] So good it can get my into heaven, nigga\n[05:19.66] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[05:23.38] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[05:27.17] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:35.13] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[05:39.03] Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n[05:42.79] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah ('lujah)","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula Remix\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Hall Of Fame (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 354000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 19580\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 19580\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 26810\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 26810\n  end_ms: 30050\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 30050\n  end_ms: 33310\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 33310\n  end_ms: 37080\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 37080\n  end_ms: 44720\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 44720\n  end_ms: 48880\n- text: I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  start_ms: 48880\n  end_ms: 52070\n- text: When they view ya fucking around\n  start_ms: 52070\n  end_ms: 54170\n- text: Me and my niggas we come in your town\n  start_ms: 54170\n  end_ms: 55960\n- text: Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  start_ms: 55960\n  end_ms: 57930\n- text: And when they start hating we gunning them niggas\n  start_ms: 57930\n  end_ms: 60230\n- text: Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  start_ms: 60230\n  end_ms: 62230\n- text: And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  start_ms: 62230\n  end_ms: 64120\n- text: I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  start_ms: 64120\n  end_ms: 65900\n- text: Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  start_ms: 65900\n  end_ms: 67790\n- text: And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charges\n  start_ms: 67790\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 71480\n- text: I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  start_ms: 71480\n  end_ms: 73210\n- text: And my shit so retarded I handicap park it like skrr\n  start_ms: 73210\n  end_ms: 76080\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 76080\n  end_ms: 79450\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 79450\n  end_ms: 83130\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 83130\n  end_ms: 90420\n- text: I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  start_ms: 90420\n  end_ms: 94200\n- text: Yo, fuck federale, I smoke medicali\n  start_ms: 94200\n  end_ms: 97770\n- text: B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  start_ms: 97770\n  end_ms: 100060\n- text: Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  start_ms: 100060\n  end_ms: 101890\n- text: I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  start_ms: 101890\n  end_ms: 103700\n- text: Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  start_ms: 103700\n  end_ms: 105520\n- text: I prefer Brown liquor, Brown ladies, Brown Louboutin\n  start_ms: 105520\n  end_ms: 109840\n- text: Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  start_ms: 109840\n  end_ms: 113420\n- text: Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  start_ms: 113420\n  end_ms: 115370\n- text: By candle lit, and that's 'cause the power's out\n  start_ms: 115370\n  end_ms: 118020\n- text: And not for romance and shit (no)\n  start_ms: 118020\n  end_ms: 120330\n- text: From barely managing to mansions\n  start_ms: 120330\n  end_ms: 122790\n- text: Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  start_ms: 122790\n  end_ms: 124880\n- text: Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  start_ms: 124880\n  end_ms: 128440\n- text: I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  start_ms: 128440\n  end_ms: 132480\n- text: Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  start_ms: 132480\n  end_ms: 134380\n- text: On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  start_ms: 134380\n  end_ms: 136280\n- text: I got bitches on my cellular callin and confessing\n  start_ms: 136280\n  end_ms: 139850\n- text: But I don't reply cause that's the clearest way to send a message\n  start_ms: 139850\n  end_ms: 143480\n- text: Paper running through my jugular\n  start_ms: 143480\n  end_ms: 145650\n- text: I'm blowing loud, throwing thous', getting drunk\n  start_ms: 145650\n  end_ms: 148900\n- text: You know my style\n  start_ms: 148900\n  end_ms: 149850\n- text: And my momma say she still proud, that's mula\n  start_ms: 149850\n  end_ms: 152320\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 152320\n  end_ms: 155800\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 155800\n  end_ms: 159270\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 159270\n  end_ms: 166620\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (mula)\n  start_ms: 166620\n  end_ms: 171060\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 171060\n  end_ms: 175070\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 175070\n  end_ms: 181850\n- text: I'm winning, I don't owe a nigga shit\n  start_ms: 181850\n  end_ms: 185450\n- text: Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  start_ms: 185450\n  end_ms: 187580\n- text: Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  start_ms: 187580\n  end_ms: 190020\n- text: My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  start_ms: 190020\n  end_ms: 193190\n- text: Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  start_ms: 193190\n  end_ms: 197100\n- text: And I touchdown, goalline, y'all ain't, killing, shit\n  start_ms: 197100\n  end_ms: 201230\n- text: Shoot every nigga in your clique, I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  start_ms: 201230\n  end_ms: 207360\n- text: Me and Nells on a milerun, uh, shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  start_ms: 207360\n  end_ms: 210600\n- text: Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  start_ms: 210600\n  end_ms: 212510\n- text: And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  start_ms: 212510\n  end_ms: 215790\n- text: Two niggas with guns, snatch yo wallet\n  start_ms: 215790\n  end_ms: 218250\n- text: That pickpocket want my I.D and I spray your zone\n  start_ms: 218250\n  end_ms: 220850\n- text: Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  start_ms: 220850\n  end_ms: 223990\n- text: Got a new choppa, I need that bitch that want a tag on\n  start_ms: 223990\n  end_ms: 227800\n- text: If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  start_ms: 227800\n  end_ms: 231220\n- text: So I'm about to be, dumb as fuck, cause' I got blessed fools and babies\n  start_ms: 231220\n  end_ms: 235040\n- text: When I was fifteen I was a felon\n  start_ms: 235040\n  end_ms: 236760\n- text: When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  start_ms: 236760\n  end_ms: 239010\n- text: Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon\n  start_ms: 239010\n  end_ms: 243300\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 243300\n  end_ms: 247070\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 247070\n  end_ms: 250630\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 250630\n  end_ms: 258070\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 258070\n  end_ms: 262350\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 262350\n  end_ms: 266260\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 266260\n  end_ms: 273240\n- text: Scared money never gon' make nothin' (that's right)\n  start_ms: 273240\n  end_ms: 275780\n- text: Gotta get it in medula (waist band)\n  start_ms: 275780\n  end_ms: 277550\n- text: Couple dollars in the waist band (that's right)\n  start_ms: 277550\n  end_ms: 279540\n- text: Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  start_ms: 279540\n  end_ms: 281260\n- text: Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  start_ms: 281260\n  end_ms: 282690\n- text: Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  start_ms: 282690\n  end_ms: 284490\n- text: Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  start_ms: 284490\n  end_ms: 286490\n- text: A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  start_ms: 286490\n  end_ms: 288430\n- text: Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  start_ms: 288430\n  end_ms: 290860\n- text: Only real niggas remain\n  start_ms: 290860\n  end_ms: 292250\n- text: '''Ye say that we the new slaves'\n  start_ms: 292250\n  end_ms: 294290\n- text: I need to ball with a chain\n  start_ms: 294290\n  end_ms: 296100\n- text: I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  start_ms: 296100\n  end_ms: 298230\n- text: With twins so big she can put 'em in the bunk\n  start_ms: 298230\n  end_ms: 300070\n- text: Oh I love it when she drop it and spread it like time\n  start_ms: 300070\n  end_ms: 302070\n- text: When I see her camel all I wanna do hump\n  start_ms: 302070\n  end_ms: 303670\n- text: Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  start_ms: 303670\n  end_ms: 305660\n- text: Got a mural on the wall I'ma legend\n  start_ms: 305660\n  end_ms: 307540\n- text: From the motor city and been have drive\n  start_ms: 307540\n  end_ms: 309850\n- text: I just need a little gas in my engine\n  start_ms: 309850\n  end_ms: 311350\n- text: Okay, we all in the game we ballin' the same\n  start_ms: 311350\n  end_ms: 313200\n- text: Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  start_ms: 313200\n  end_ms: 315240\n- text: I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  start_ms: 315240\n  end_ms: 317480\n- text: So good it can get my into heaven, nigga\n  start_ms: 317480\n  end_ms: 319660\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 319660\n  end_ms: 323380\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 323380\n  end_ms: 327170\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 327170\n  end_ms: 335130\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 335130\n  end_ms: 339030\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  start_ms: 339030\n  end_ms: 342790\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah ('lujah)\n  start_ms: 342790\nplain: |-\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  When they view ya fucking around\n  Me and my niggas we come in your town\n  Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  And when they start hating we gunning them niggas\n  Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charges\n  You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  And my shit so retarded I handicap park it like skrr\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  Yo, fuck federale, I smoke medicali\n  B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  I prefer Brown liquor, Brown ladies, Brown Louboutin\n  Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  By candle lit, and that's 'cause the power's out\n  And not for romance and shit (no)\n  From barely managing to mansions\n  Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  I got bitches on my cellular callin and confessing\n  But I don't reply cause that's the clearest way to send a message\n  Paper running through my jugular\n  I'm blowing loud, throwing thous', getting drunk\n  You know my style\n  And my momma say she still proud, that's mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (mula)\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  I'm winning, I don't owe a nigga shit\n  Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  And I touchdown, goalline, y'all ain't, killing, shit\n  Shoot every nigga in your clique, I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  Me and Nells on a milerun, uh, shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  Two niggas with guns, snatch yo wallet\n  That pickpocket want my I.D and I spray your zone\n  Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  Got a new choppa, I need that bitch that want a tag on\n  If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  So I'm about to be, dumb as fuck, cause' I got blessed fools and babies\n  When I was fifteen I was a felon\n  When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Scared money never gon' make nothin' (that's right)\n  Gotta get it in medula (waist band)\n  Couple dollars in the waist band (that's right)\n  Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  Only real niggas remain\n  'Ye say that we the new slaves\n  I need to ball with a chain\n  I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  With twins so big she can put 'em in the bunk\n  Oh I love it when she drop it and spread it like time\n  When I see her camel all I wanna do hump\n  Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  Got a mural on the wall I'ma legend\n  From the motor city and been have drive\n  I just need a little gas in my engine\n  Okay, we all in the game we ballin' the same\n  Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  So good it can get my into heaven, nigga\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula (the mula)\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah ('lujah)\n"},{"id":13292051,"name":"Mula Remix","trackName":"Mula Remix","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"UKNOWBIGSEAN","duration":354.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n(Finally famous nigga)\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nI'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\nWhen they view ya fucking around\nMe and my niggas we come to your town\nBusting them bottles and fucking your bitches\nAnd when they start hating we gunning them down\nDon't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\nAnd I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\nI can see a bad bitch from far away\nLet her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\nAnd my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\nYou put your rims on and you think that you're balling\nI'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\nAnd my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\nYo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\nB-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\nBitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\nI oopsy-daisys on a skirt\nFuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\nI prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\nCondom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\nNigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\nBy candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\nAnd not for no romance and shit (No!)\nFrom barely managing to mansions\nWhere ho's call me Mr. Anderson\nCommand a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\nI got a couple marbles missing I know\nNow there's marbles all on the floor\nOn the bathroom, kitchen and stove\nI got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\nBut I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\nPaper running through my jugular\nI'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\nYou know my style\nAnd my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\nCame in this motherfucker by myself\nSmoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\nMy gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\nNigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\nAnd I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\nBrrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\nI'm on one, let me jog your memory\nMe and Nells on the milerun, uh\nShawty gonna need her drawers done\nEat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\nAnd I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\nTwo niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\nThat's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\nTreat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\nGot a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\nIf you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\nSo I'm about to be dumb as fuck\nCause' God blesses fools in badges\nWhen I was fifteen I was felon\nWhen you were fifteen you were yelling\n\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nScared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\nGotta get it my medula\nCouple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\nNigga hula-hoop with the mula\nEveryday that I wake I say grace\nHallelujah welcome back like Mase\nBitches only fuck niggas with the cream\nA nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\nAy, they say we can't maintain\nOnly real niggas remain\n'Ye say that we the new slaves\nI need to ball with a chain\nI got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\nWith some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\nOoh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\nWhen I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\nOkay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\nGot a mural on the wall I'mma legend\nOkay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\nI just need a little gas in my engine\nOkay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\nHome team nigga thats a blessing\nI'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\nSo good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.46] After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n[00:11.89] Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n[00:16.17] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:20.05] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:23.88] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:28.14] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:28.42] (Finally famous nigga)\n[00:31.22] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:35.08] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:37.68] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[00:46.44] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:49.86] I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n[00:52.85] When they view ya fucking around\n[00:54.74] Me and my niggas we come to your town\n[00:56.60] Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n[00:58.46] And when they start hating we gunning them down\n[01:00.31] Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n[01:02.87] And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n[01:04.83] I can see a bad bitch from far away\n[01:06.48] Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n[01:08.31] And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n[01:10.35] You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n[01:12.22] I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n[01:14.02] And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n[01:16.96] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:20.76] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:23.35] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[01:30.81] I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n[01:34.87] Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n[01:38.82] B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n[01:40.79] Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n[01:42.53] I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n[01:44.02] Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n[01:46.27] I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n[01:50.49] Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n[01:54.00] Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n[01:55.91] By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n[01:58.82] And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n[02:01.52] From barely managing to mansions\n[02:03.40] Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n[02:05.59] Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n[02:10.46] I got a couple marbles missing I know\n[02:13.06] Now there's marbles all on the floor\n[02:15.04] On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n[02:16.71] I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n[02:20.57] But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n[02:24.31] Paper running through my jugular\n[02:26.63] I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n[02:29.44] You know my style\n[02:30.54] And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n[02:33.11] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:36.95] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:40.48] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[02:47.13] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:51.76] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:54.75] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[03:03.69] I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n[03:06.62] Came in this motherfucker by myself\n[03:08.26] Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n[03:11.17] My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n[03:14.25] Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n[03:17.76] And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n[03:22.30] Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n[03:25.47] I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n[03:27.83] Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n[03:29.90] Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n[03:31.67] Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n[03:33.85] And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n[03:36.82] Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n[03:38.70] That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n[03:41.65] Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n[03:45.31] Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n[03:48.17] If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n[03:51.91] So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n[03:53.86] Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n[03:55.78] When I was fifteen I was felon\n[03:57.79] When you were fifteen you were yelling\n[03:59.97] \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n[04:04.50] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:08.33] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:11.81] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:19.81] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:23.68] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:27.10] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:34.35] Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n[04:36.45] Gotta get it my medula\n[04:38.55] Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n[04:40.25] Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n[04:41.78] Everyday that I wake I say grace\n[04:42.42] Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n[04:45.42] Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n[04:47.03] A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n[04:49.38] Ay, they say we can't maintain\n[04:51.43] Only real niggas remain\n[04:53.31] 'Ye say that we the new slaves\n[04:54.13] I need to ball with a chain\n[04:56.83] I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n[04:58.88] With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n[05:00.77] Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n[05:02.85] When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n[05:04.49] Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n[05:06.43] Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n[05:08.27] Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n[05:10.26] I just need a little gas in my engine\n[05:12.06] Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n[05:14.24] Home team nigga thats a blessing\n[05:15.95] I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n[05:17.74] So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n[05:20.70] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:24.16] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:28.07] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:36.01] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:39.88] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:43.05] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:54.31] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula Remix\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: UKNOWBIGSEAN\n  duration_ms: 354000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  start_ms: 8460\n  end_ms: 11890\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  start_ms: 11890\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 16170\n  end_ms: 20050\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 20050\n  end_ms: 23880\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 23880\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 28420\n- text: (Finally famous nigga)\n  start_ms: 28420\n  end_ms: 31220\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 31220\n  end_ms: 35080\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 35080\n  end_ms: 37680\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 37680\n  end_ms: 46440\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 46440\n  end_ms: 49860\n- text: I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  start_ms: 49860\n  end_ms: 52850\n- text: When they view ya fucking around\n  start_ms: 52850\n  end_ms: 54740\n- text: Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  start_ms: 54740\n  end_ms: 56600\n- text: Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  start_ms: 56600\n  end_ms: 58460\n- text: And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  start_ms: 58460\n  end_ms: 60310\n- text: Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  start_ms: 60310\n  end_ms: 62870\n- text: And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  start_ms: 62870\n  end_ms: 64830\n- text: I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  start_ms: 64830\n  end_ms: 66480\n- text: Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  start_ms: 66480\n  end_ms: 68310\n- text: And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  start_ms: 68310\n  end_ms: 70350\n- text: You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  start_ms: 70350\n  end_ms: 72220\n- text: I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  start_ms: 72220\n  end_ms: 74020\n- text: And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n  start_ms: 74020\n  end_ms: 76960\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 76960\n  end_ms: 80760\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 80760\n  end_ms: 83350\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 83350\n  end_ms: 90810\n- text: I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  start_ms: 90810\n  end_ms: 94870\n- text: Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  start_ms: 94870\n  end_ms: 98820\n- text: B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  start_ms: 98820\n  end_ms: 100790\n- text: Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  start_ms: 100790\n  end_ms: 102530\n- text: I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  start_ms: 102530\n  end_ms: 104020\n- text: Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  start_ms: 104020\n  end_ms: 106270\n- text: I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  start_ms: 106270\n  end_ms: 110490\n- text: Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  start_ms: 110490\n  end_ms: 114000\n- text: Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  start_ms: 114000\n  end_ms: 115910\n- text: By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  start_ms: 115910\n  end_ms: 118820\n- text: And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  start_ms: 118820\n  end_ms: 121520\n- text: From barely managing to mansions\n  start_ms: 121520\n  end_ms: 123400\n- text: Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  start_ms: 123400\n  end_ms: 125590\n- text: Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  start_ms: 125590\n  end_ms: 130460\n- text: I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  start_ms: 130460\n  end_ms: 133060\n- text: Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  start_ms: 133060\n  end_ms: 135040\n- text: On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  start_ms: 135040\n  end_ms: 136710\n- text: I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  start_ms: 136710\n  end_ms: 140570\n- text: But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  start_ms: 140570\n  end_ms: 144310\n- text: Paper running through my jugular\n  start_ms: 144310\n  end_ms: 146630\n- text: I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  start_ms: 146630\n  end_ms: 149440\n- text: You know my style\n  start_ms: 149440\n  end_ms: 150540\n- text: And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n  start_ms: 150540\n  end_ms: 153110\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 153110\n  end_ms: 156950\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 156950\n  end_ms: 160480\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 160480\n  end_ms: 167130\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 167130\n  end_ms: 171760\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 171760\n  end_ms: 174750\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 174750\n  end_ms: 183690\n- text: I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  start_ms: 183690\n  end_ms: 186620\n- text: Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  start_ms: 186620\n  end_ms: 188260\n- text: Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  start_ms: 188260\n  end_ms: 191170\n- text: My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  start_ms: 191170\n  end_ms: 194250\n- text: Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  start_ms: 194250\n  end_ms: 197760\n- text: And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  start_ms: 197760\n  end_ms: 202300\n- text: Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  start_ms: 202300\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 207830\n- text: Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  start_ms: 207830\n  end_ms: 209900\n- text: Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  start_ms: 209900\n  end_ms: 211670\n- text: Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  start_ms: 211670\n  end_ms: 213850\n- text: And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  start_ms: 213850\n  end_ms: 216820\n- text: Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  start_ms: 216820\n  end_ms: 218700\n- text: That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  start_ms: 218700\n  end_ms: 221650\n- text: Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  start_ms: 221650\n  end_ms: 225310\n- text: Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  start_ms: 225310\n  end_ms: 228170\n- text: If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  start_ms: 228170\n  end_ms: 231910\n- text: So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  start_ms: 231910\n  end_ms: 233860\n- text: Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  start_ms: 233860\n  end_ms: 235780\n- text: When I was fifteen I was felon\n  start_ms: 235780\n  end_ms: 237790\n- text: When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  start_ms: 237790\n  end_ms: 239970\n- text: '\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!'\n  start_ms: 239970\n  end_ms: 244500\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 244500\n  end_ms: 248330\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 248330\n  end_ms: 251810\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 251810\n  end_ms: 259810\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 259810\n  end_ms: 263680\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 263680\n  end_ms: 267100\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 267100\n  end_ms: 274350\n- text: Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  start_ms: 274350\n  end_ms: 276450\n- text: Gotta get it my medula\n  start_ms: 276450\n  end_ms: 278550\n- text: Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  start_ms: 278550\n  end_ms: 280250\n- text: Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  start_ms: 280250\n  end_ms: 281780\n- text: Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  start_ms: 281780\n  end_ms: 282420\n- text: Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  start_ms: 282420\n  end_ms: 285420\n- text: Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  start_ms: 285420\n  end_ms: 287030\n- text: A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  start_ms: 287030\n  end_ms: 289380\n- text: Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  start_ms: 289380\n  end_ms: 291430\n- text: Only real niggas remain\n  start_ms: 291430\n  end_ms: 293310\n- text: '''Ye say that we the new slaves'\n  start_ms: 293310\n  end_ms: 294130\n- text: I need to ball with a chain\n  start_ms: 294130\n  end_ms: 296830\n- text: I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  start_ms: 296830\n  end_ms: 298880\n- text: With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  start_ms: 298880\n  end_ms: 300770\n- text: Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  start_ms: 300770\n  end_ms: 302850\n- text: When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  start_ms: 302850\n  end_ms: 304490\n- text: Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  start_ms: 304490\n  end_ms: 306430\n- text: Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  start_ms: 306430\n  end_ms: 308270\n- text: Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  start_ms: 308270\n  end_ms: 310260\n- text: I just need a little gas in my engine\n  start_ms: 310260\n  end_ms: 312060\n- text: Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  start_ms: 312060\n  end_ms: 314240\n- text: Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  start_ms: 314240\n  end_ms: 315950\n- text: I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  start_ms: 315950\n  end_ms: 317740\n- text: So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n  start_ms: 317740\n  end_ms: 320700\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 320700\n  end_ms: 324160\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 324160\n  end_ms: 328070\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 328070\n  end_ms: 336010\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 336010\n  end_ms: 339880\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 339880\n  end_ms: 343050\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 343050\n  end_ms: 354310\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 354310\nplain: |-\n  After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  (Finally famous nigga)\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  When they view ya fucking around\n  Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  From barely managing to mansions\n  Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  Paper running through my jugular\n  I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  You know my style\n  And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  When I was fifteen I was felon\n  When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  Gotta get it my medula\n  Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  Only real niggas remain\n  'Ye say that we the new slaves\n  I need to ball with a chain\n  I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  I just need a little gas in my engine\n  Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n"},{"id":28987636,"name":"Mula (remix)","trackName":"Mula (remix)","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall of Fame 🅴","duration":354.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\nWhere my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n(Finally famous nigga)\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nI'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\nWhen they view ya fucking around\nMe and my niggas we come to your town\nBusting them bottles and fucking your bitches\nAnd when they start hating we gunning them down\nDon't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\nAnd I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\nI can see a bad bitch from far away\nLet her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\nAnd my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\nYou put your rims on and you think that you're balling\nI'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\nAnd my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\nYo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\nB-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\nBitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\nI oopsy-daisys on a skirt\nFuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\nI prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\nCondom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\nNigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\nBy candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\nAnd not for no romance and shit (No!)\nFrom barely managing to mansions\nWhere ho's call me Mr. Anderson\nCommand a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\nI got a couple marbles missing I know\nNow there's marbles all on the floor\nOn the bathroom, kitchen and stove\nI got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\nBut I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\nPaper running through my jugular\nI'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\nYou know my style\nAnd my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nI'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\nCame in this motherfucker by myself\nSmoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\nMy gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\nNigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\nAnd I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\nBrrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\nI'm on one, let me jog your memory\nMe and Nells on the milerun, uh\nShawty gonna need her drawers done\nEat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\nAnd I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\nTwo niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\nThat's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\nTreat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\nGot a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\nIf you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\nSo I'm about to be dumb as fuck\nCause' God blesses fools in badges\nWhen I was fifteen I was felon\nWhen you were fifteen you were yelling\n\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\nScared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\nGotta get it my medula\nCouple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\nNigga hula-hoop with the mula\nEveryday that I wake I say grace\nHallelujah welcome back like Mase\nBitches only fuck niggas with the cream\nA nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\nAy, they say we can't maintain\nOnly real niggas remain\n'Ye say that we the new slaves\nI need to ball with a chain\nI got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\nWith some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\nOoh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\nWhen I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\nOkay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\nGot a mural on the wall I'mma legend\nOkay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\nI just need a little gas in my engine\nOkay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\nHome team nigga thats a blessing\nI'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\nSo good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nAin't nothing more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n[00:11.35] Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n[00:15.76] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:19.85] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:23.54] Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n[00:27.21] Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n[00:28.46] (Finally famous nigga)\n[00:30.61] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:34.68] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:38.34] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[00:45.89] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[00:49.21] I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n[00:52.34] When they view ya fucking around\n[00:53.93] Me and my niggas we come to your town\n[00:56.11] Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n[00:57.86] And when they start hating we gunning them down\n[01:00.16] Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n[01:02.46] And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n[01:04.01] I can see a bad bitch from far away\n[01:05.68] Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n[01:07.72] And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n[01:10.09] You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n[01:11.83] I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n[01:13.33] And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n[01:16.47] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:20.19] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[01:23.91] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[01:30.31] I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n[01:34.52] Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n[01:38.43] B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n[01:40.20] Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n[01:42.19] I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n[01:43.76] Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n[01:45.56] I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n[01:49.85] Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n[01:53.51] Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n[01:55.38] By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n[01:58.22] And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n[02:01.12] From barely managing to mansions\n[02:03.35] Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n[02:05.14] Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n[02:09.72] I got a couple marbles missing I know\n[02:12.56] Now there's marbles all on the floor\n[02:14.28] On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n[02:16.24] I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n[02:19.86] But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n[02:24.05] Paper running through my jugular\n[02:26.09] I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n[02:29.32] You know my style\n[02:30.66] And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n[02:32.58] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:36.75] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:40.36] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[02:48.01] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:51.78] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[02:55.23] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[03:03.31] I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n[03:06.07] Came in this motherfucker by myself\n[03:07.96] Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n[03:10.72] My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n[03:13.40] Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n[03:17.56] And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n[03:22.32] Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n[03:24.97] I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n[03:27.41] Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n[03:29.67] Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n[03:31.28] Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n[03:33.09] And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n[03:36.48] Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n[03:38.40] That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n[03:41.23] Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n[03:44.91] Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n[03:48.01] If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n[03:51.58] So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n[03:53.51] Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n[03:55.66] When I was fifteen I was felon\n[03:57.35] When you were fifteen you were yelling\n[03:59.55] \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n[04:04.06] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:07.98] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:11.43] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:19.43] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:23.14] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[04:26.58] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[04:33.94] Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n[04:36.11] Gotta get it my medula\n[04:37.83] Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n[04:40.03] Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n[04:41.48] Everyday that I wake I say grace\n[04:42.48] Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n[04:45.05] Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n[04:46.59] A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n[04:48.74] Ay, they say we can't maintain\n[04:50.68] Only real niggas remain\n[04:52.86] 'Ye say that we the new slaves\n[04:54.15] I need to ball with a chain\n[04:56.54] I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n[04:58.45] With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n[05:00.55] Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n[05:02.31] When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n[05:04.17] Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n[05:06.17] Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n[05:07.51] Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n[05:09.98] I just need a little gas in my engine\n[05:11.75] Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n[05:13.42] Home team nigga thats a blessing\n[05:15.54] I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n[05:17.42] So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n[05:20.47] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:24.10] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:27.60] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:35.70] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:39.52] Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n[05:43.04] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n[05:50.08] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula (remix)\n  artist: Big Sean\n  album: Hall of Fame 🅴\n  duration_ms: 354000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  start_ms: 8480\n  end_ms: 11350\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n  start_ms: 11350\n  end_ms: 15760\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 15760\n  end_ms: 19850\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 19850\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 27210\n- text: Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  start_ms: 27210\n  end_ms: 28460\n- text: (Finally famous nigga)\n  start_ms: 28460\n  end_ms: 30610\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 30610\n  end_ms: 34680\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 34680\n  end_ms: 38340\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 38340\n  end_ms: 45890\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 45890\n  end_ms: 49210\n- text: I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  start_ms: 49210\n  end_ms: 52340\n- text: When they view ya fucking around\n  start_ms: 52340\n  end_ms: 53930\n- text: Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  start_ms: 53930\n  end_ms: 56110\n- text: Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  start_ms: 56110\n  end_ms: 57860\n- text: And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  start_ms: 57860\n  end_ms: 60160\n- text: Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  start_ms: 60160\n  end_ms: 62460\n- text: And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  start_ms: 62460\n  end_ms: 64010\n- text: I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  start_ms: 64010\n  end_ms: 65680\n- text: Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  start_ms: 65680\n  end_ms: 67720\n- text: And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  start_ms: 67720\n  end_ms: 70090\n- text: You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  start_ms: 70090\n  end_ms: 71830\n- text: I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  start_ms: 71830\n  end_ms: 73330\n- text: And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n  start_ms: 73330\n  end_ms: 76470\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 76470\n  end_ms: 80190\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 80190\n  end_ms: 83910\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 83910\n  end_ms: 90310\n- text: I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  start_ms: 90310\n  end_ms: 94520\n- text: Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  start_ms: 94520\n  end_ms: 98430\n- text: B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  start_ms: 98430\n  end_ms: 100200\n- text: Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  start_ms: 100200\n  end_ms: 102190\n- text: I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  start_ms: 102190\n  end_ms: 103760\n- text: Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  start_ms: 103760\n  end_ms: 105560\n- text: I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  start_ms: 105560\n  end_ms: 109850\n- text: Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  start_ms: 109850\n  end_ms: 113510\n- text: Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  start_ms: 113510\n  end_ms: 115380\n- text: By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  start_ms: 115380\n  end_ms: 118220\n- text: And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  start_ms: 118220\n  end_ms: 121120\n- text: From barely managing to mansions\n  start_ms: 121120\n  end_ms: 123350\n- text: Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  start_ms: 123350\n  end_ms: 125140\n- text: Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  start_ms: 125140\n  end_ms: 129720\n- text: I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  start_ms: 129720\n  end_ms: 132560\n- text: Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  start_ms: 132560\n  end_ms: 134280\n- text: On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  start_ms: 134280\n  end_ms: 136240\n- text: I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  start_ms: 136240\n  end_ms: 139860\n- text: But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  start_ms: 139860\n  end_ms: 144050\n- text: Paper running through my jugular\n  start_ms: 144050\n  end_ms: 146090\n- text: I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  start_ms: 146090\n  end_ms: 149320\n- text: You know my style\n  start_ms: 149320\n  end_ms: 150660\n- text: And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n  start_ms: 150660\n  end_ms: 152580\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 152580\n  end_ms: 156750\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 156750\n  end_ms: 160360\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 160360\n  end_ms: 168010\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 168010\n  end_ms: 171780\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 171780\n  end_ms: 175230\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 175230\n  end_ms: 183310\n- text: I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  start_ms: 183310\n  end_ms: 186070\n- text: Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  start_ms: 186070\n  end_ms: 187960\n- text: Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  start_ms: 187960\n  end_ms: 190720\n- text: My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  start_ms: 190720\n  end_ms: 193400\n- text: Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  start_ms: 193400\n  end_ms: 197560\n- text: And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  start_ms: 197560\n  end_ms: 202320\n- text: Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  start_ms: 202320\n  end_ms: 204970\n- text: I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  start_ms: 204970\n  end_ms: 207410\n- text: Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  start_ms: 207410\n  end_ms: 209670\n- text: Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  start_ms: 209670\n  end_ms: 211280\n- text: Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  start_ms: 211280\n  end_ms: 213090\n- text: And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  start_ms: 213090\n  end_ms: 216480\n- text: Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  start_ms: 216480\n  end_ms: 218400\n- text: That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  start_ms: 218400\n  end_ms: 221230\n- text: Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  start_ms: 221230\n  end_ms: 224910\n- text: Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  start_ms: 224910\n  end_ms: 228010\n- text: If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  start_ms: 228010\n  end_ms: 231580\n- text: So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  start_ms: 231580\n  end_ms: 233510\n- text: Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  start_ms: 233510\n  end_ms: 235660\n- text: When I was fifteen I was felon\n  start_ms: 235660\n  end_ms: 237350\n- text: When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  start_ms: 237350\n  end_ms: 239550\n- text: '\"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!'\n  start_ms: 239550\n  end_ms: 244060\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 244060\n  end_ms: 247980\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 247980\n  end_ms: 251430\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 251430\n  end_ms: 259430\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 259430\n  end_ms: 263140\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 263140\n  end_ms: 266580\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 266580\n  end_ms: 273940\n- text: Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  start_ms: 273940\n  end_ms: 276110\n- text: Gotta get it my medula\n  start_ms: 276110\n  end_ms: 277830\n- text: Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  start_ms: 277830\n  end_ms: 280030\n- text: Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  start_ms: 280030\n  end_ms: 281480\n- text: Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  start_ms: 281480\n  end_ms: 282480\n- text: Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  start_ms: 282480\n  end_ms: 285050\n- text: Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  start_ms: 285050\n  end_ms: 286590\n- text: A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  start_ms: 286590\n  end_ms: 288740\n- text: Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  start_ms: 288740\n  end_ms: 290680\n- text: Only real niggas remain\n  start_ms: 290680\n  end_ms: 292860\n- text: '''Ye say that we the new slaves'\n  start_ms: 292860\n  end_ms: 294150\n- text: I need to ball with a chain\n  start_ms: 294150\n  end_ms: 296540\n- text: I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  start_ms: 296540\n  end_ms: 298450\n- text: With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  start_ms: 298450\n  end_ms: 300550\n- text: Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  start_ms: 300550\n  end_ms: 302310\n- text: When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  start_ms: 302310\n  end_ms: 304170\n- text: Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  start_ms: 304170\n  end_ms: 306170\n- text: Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  start_ms: 306170\n  end_ms: 307510\n- text: Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  start_ms: 307510\n  end_ms: 309980\n- text: I just need a little gas in my engine\n  start_ms: 309980\n  end_ms: 311750\n- text: Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  start_ms: 311750\n  end_ms: 313420\n- text: Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  start_ms: 313420\n  end_ms: 315540\n- text: I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  start_ms: 315540\n  end_ms: 317420\n- text: So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n  start_ms: 317420\n  end_ms: 320470\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 320470\n  end_ms: 324100\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 324100\n  end_ms: 327600\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 327600\n  end_ms: 335700\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 335700\n  end_ms: 339520\n- text: Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  start_ms: 339520\n  end_ms: 343040\n- text: Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  start_ms: 343040\n  end_ms: 350080\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 350080\nplain: |-\n  After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me\n  Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me\n  (Finally famous nigga)\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah\n  When they view ya fucking around\n  Me and my niggas we come to your town\n  Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches\n  And when they start hating we gunning them down\n  Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day\n  And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway\n  I can see a bad bitch from far away\n  Let her ride this dick cause I had a hard day\n  And my dick even harder, you whippin' the charger\n  You put your rims on and you think that you're balling\n  I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it\n  And my shit so retarded I handicap parking like skrrrrrrr!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking\n  Yo fuck federales, I smoke medicali\n  B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion\n  Bitch fuck with me, I bet I make it work\n  I oopsy-daisys on a skirt\n  Fuck with me get a room for daisies on the dirt\n  I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton\n  Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform\n  Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches\n  By candle lit, and that's cause the power's out\n  And not for no romance and shit (No!)\n  From barely managing to mansions\n  Where ho's call me Mr. Anderson\n  Command a bitch, no I don't own the pussy I just sample it\n  I got a couple marbles missing I know\n  Now there's marbles all on the floor\n  On the bathroom, kitchen and stove\n  I got bitches on my cellular callin' and confessing\n  But I don't reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message\n  Paper running through my jugular\n  I'm blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk\n  You know my style\n  And my momma still say she proud, that's mula\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  I'm winning, I don't owe nann nigga shit\n  Came in this motherfucker by myself\n  Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH\n  My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine\n  Nigga's taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline\n  And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing shit\n  Brrrraatttt, shoot every nigga in your clique\n  I'm on one, let me jog your memory\n  Me and Nells on the milerun, uh\n  Shawty gonna need her drawers done\n  Eat her pussy til' it's all gone, uh\n  And I still ain't ever been robbed, so nigga don't try me\n  Two niggas with guns, snatch yo' wallet\n  That's pickpocket, they want my I.D, and I spaz on em'\n  Treat niggas like strippers and put cash on em'\n  Got a new chopper and that bitch still got a tag on it\n  If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless\n  So I'm about to be dumb as fuck\n  Cause' God blesses fools in badges\n  When I was fifteen I was felon\n  When you were fifteen you were yelling\n  \"Mama come get this nigga off my fucking melon, dame it!\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)\n  Gotta get it my medula\n  Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)\n  Nigga hula-hoop with the mula\n  Everyday that I wake I say grace\n  Hallelujah welcome back like Mase\n  Bitches only fuck niggas with the cream\n  A nigga this fresh ain't never gon' date\n  Ay, they say we can't maintain\n  Only real niggas remain\n  'Ye say that we the new slaves\n  I need to ball with a chain\n  I got a real bad bitch I haven't seen her in a month\n  With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk\n  Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like\n  When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump\n  Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name\n  Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend\n  Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive\n  I just need a little gas in my engine\n  Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but\n  Home team nigga thats a blessing\n  I'm a bad mothafucker just tryna get some credit\n  So good it can get me into heaven, nigga\n\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothing more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah\n"},{"id":28326808,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Connor Price & Big Sean; Big Sean, French Montana","albumName":"Detroit; About Time","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\nYeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\nI feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\nGuess I had it backwards\nA lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\nAfter back when I would want it faster\nShift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\nDid it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\nY'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\nAlways in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\nI can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\nStill don't trust nobody else to ever steer\nI'm the only person that would never veer\nHopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\nHow many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\nFunny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\nNumbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\nLovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\nAyy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\nLook, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the fake ones\nI learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\nThey show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\nOne thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\nMoney over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\nDon't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\nBut when it's all you think about\nYou predisposed to a life where\nYou tryna make the deepest hole\nKeep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\nThought the seeds would grow\nBut it decomposes\nIn the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\nGreed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\nFeed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\nDelay my satisfaction\nManifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n'Cause what you know just a fraction\nThey tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\nSay the money's the root of evil, but tell me\nWhat's evil backwards? (Erm)\nYeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\nSometimes, change your perspective\nWill give you a different action\nI told you boys that I'd do it\nYou simply watching it happen\nThe bases loaded, I'm batting\nI'm drivin' slow in the fast one\nI'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\nThat one\nGotta keep my composure\nPeople say anything behind closed doors for exposure\nSometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\nWith all the dirt I'm doing\nSwear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\nDon't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n'Cause let's be real\nYou know he got a lotta money\nBut I get it, it's not the end goal\nIt's really just the asset\nThe vehicle to get to where you didn't go\nAnd get to where you get to grow\nAnd money'll magnify what you been on\nSo if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\nMan, you get it, bro\nDo this for the clique, if I'm going\nThen they coming too\nYou might throw up at the budgets\nThat I'm runnin' through\nI used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\nNow, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\nFast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\nI knew that it was comin' through\nThe difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n'Cause I wanted to\n\nThough it's not about the money\nIt ain't about the Mula\n(It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\nEven though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\nSayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Connor Price & Big Sean; Big Sean, French Montana\n  album: Detroit; About Time\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\n  Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n  I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n  Guess I had it backwards\n  A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n  After back when I would want it faster\n  Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n  Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n  Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n  Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n  I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n  Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n  I'm the only person that would never veer\n  Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n  How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n  Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n  Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n  Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n  Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n  Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n  I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n  They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n  One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n  Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n  Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n  But when it's all you think about\n  You predisposed to a life where\n  You tryna make the deepest hole\n  Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n  Thought the seeds would grow\n  But it decomposes\n  In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n  Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n  Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\n  Delay my satisfaction\n  Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n  'Cause what you know just a fraction\n  They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n  Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n  What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n  Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n  Sometimes, change your perspective\n  Will give you a different action\n  I told you boys that I'd do it\n  You simply watching it happen\n  The bases loaded, I'm batting\n  I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n  I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n  That one\n  Gotta keep my composure\n  People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n  Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n  With all the dirt I'm doing\n  Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n  Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n  'Cause let's be real\n  You know he got a lotta money\n  But I get it, it's not the end goal\n  It's really just the asset\n  The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n  And get to where you get to grow\n  And money'll magnify what you been on\n  So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n  Man, you get it, bro\n  Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n  Then they coming too\n  You might throw up at the budgets\n  That I'm runnin' through\n  I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n  Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n  Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n  100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n  I knew that it was comin' through\n  The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n  'Cause I wanted to\n\n  Though it's not about the money\n  It ain't about the Mula\n  (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n  Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n  Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n"},{"id":30679508,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean; French Montana","albumName":"Detroit","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandKamp\nGood after God after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothin' more important than this success and gettin' it\nYeah\nFree OCB, Paper Chaser\nDope boy Cashout, what up though?\nYep, I'ma tell you like a rich nigga told me\nFinally Famous\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWodie holdie slowly back yo' back yo' ass up, you over close\nI overflow all over hoes, my niggas is overhyped\nShootin' up your Phantom, now they call your shit the holy ghost\nMercy, Lord, would you please have mercy?\nAnd protect me from those hoes, yeah but\nLife ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect, now I got your wifey\nAnd you back to usin' that Jergens\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my hoes who done passed away\nCharge your ass a fee and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter's hands and tell him blast away\nI feel like gettin' paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold my mom, \"Get what you want then just leave the rest to me\"\nAin't no fuckin' rest for me 'cause\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cars, cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint, stackin' bread, come watch me paint\nPray to never dyin' broke\nGettin' cases by the boat, we ain't shoppin' by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eatin' lobster on my dinner plate\nStackin' all this money, homie, tryna see that ceilin' break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, bitch, straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it, fuckboy, shoot your stylist\nEatin' good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasin' them commas, hah\nMy niggas ride that five and my bitches ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nMy chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my five freaks that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my five freaks, five freaks, five freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean; French Montana\n  album: Detroit\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  BandKamp\n  Good after God after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothin' more important than this success and gettin' it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB, Paper Chaser\n  Dope boy Cashout, what up though?\n  Yep, I'ma tell you like a rich nigga told me\n  Finally Famous\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wodie holdie slowly back yo' back yo' ass up, you over close\n  I overflow all over hoes, my niggas is overhyped\n  Shootin' up your Phantom, now they call your shit the holy ghost\n  Mercy, Lord, would you please have mercy?\n  And protect me from those hoes, yeah but\n  Life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect, now I got your wifey\n  And you back to usin' that Jergens\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my hoes who done passed away\n  Charge your ass a fee and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter's hands and tell him blast away\n  I feel like gettin' paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told my mom, \"Get what you want then just leave the rest to me\"\n  Ain't no fuckin' rest for me 'cause\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cars, cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint, stackin' bread, come watch me paint\n  Pray to never dyin' broke\n  Gettin' cases by the boat, we ain't shoppin' by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eatin' lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stackin' all this money, homie, tryna see that ceilin' break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, bitch, straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it, fuckboy, shoot your stylist\n  Eatin' good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasin' them commas, hah\n  My niggas ride that five and my bitches ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my five freaks that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my five freaks, five freaks, five freaks?\n"},{"id":24867232,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean, French Montana","albumName":"Detroit, Vol. 2","duration":246.312,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandKamp\nGood after God after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothin' more important than this success and gettin' it\nYeah\nFree OCB, Paper Chaser\nDope boy Cashout, what up though?\nYep, I'ma tell you like a rich nigga told me\nFinally Famous\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWodie holdie slowly back yo' back yo' ass up, you over close\nI overflow all over hoes, my niggas is overhyped\nShootin' up your Phantom, now they call your shit the holy ghost\nMercy, Lord, would you please have mercy?\nAnd protect me from those hoes, yeah but\nLife ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect, now I got your wifey\nAnd you back to usin' that Jergens\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my hoes who done passed away\nCharge your ass a fee and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter's hands and tell him blast away\nI feel like gettin' paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold my mom, \"Get what you want then just leave the rest to me\"\nAin't no fuckin' rest for me 'cause\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cars, cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint, stackin' bread, come watch me paint\nPray to never dyin' broke\nGettin' cases by the boat, we ain't shoppin' by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eatin' lobster on my dinner plate\nStackin' all this money, homie, tryna see that ceilin' break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, bitch, straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it, fuckboy, shoot your stylist\nEatin' good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasin' them commas, hah\nMy niggas ride that five and my bitches ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nMy chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my five freaks that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my five freaks, five freaks, five freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean, French Montana\n  album: Detroit, Vol. 2\n  duration_ms: 246312\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  BandKamp\n  Good after God after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothin' more important than this success and gettin' it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB, Paper Chaser\n  Dope boy Cashout, what up though?\n  Yep, I'ma tell you like a rich nigga told me\n  Finally Famous\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wodie holdie slowly back yo' back yo' ass up, you over close\n  I overflow all over hoes, my niggas is overhyped\n  Shootin' up your Phantom, now they call your shit the holy ghost\n  Mercy, Lord, would you please have mercy?\n  And protect me from those hoes, yeah but\n  Life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect, now I got your wifey\n  And you back to usin' that Jergens\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my hoes who done passed away\n  Charge your ass a fee and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter's hands and tell him blast away\n  I feel like gettin' paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told my mom, \"Get what you want then just leave the rest to me\"\n  Ain't no fuckin' rest for me 'cause\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cars, cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint, stackin' bread, come watch me paint\n  Pray to never dyin' broke\n  Gettin' cases by the boat, we ain't shoppin' by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eatin' lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stackin' all this money, homie, tryna see that ceilin' break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, bitch, straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it, fuckboy, shoot your stylist\n  Eatin' good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasin' them commas, hah\n  My niggas ride that five and my bitches ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my five freaks that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my five freaks, five freaks, five freaks?\n"},{"id":25936430,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Connor Price, Big Sean","albumName":"About Time","duration":205.6272339,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\nYeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\nI feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\nGuess I had it backwards\nA lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\nAfter back when I would want it faster\nShift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\nDid it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\nY'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\nAlways in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\nI can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\nStill don't trust nobody else to ever steer\nI'm the only person that would never veer\nHopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\nHow many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\nFunny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\nNumbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\nLovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\nAyy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\nLook, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the fake ones\nI learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\nThey show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\nOne thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\nMoney over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\nDon't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\nBut when it's all you think about\nYou predisposed to a life where\nYou tryna make the deepest hole\nKeep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\nThought the seeds would grow\nBut it decomposes\nIn the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\nGreed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\nFeed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\nDelay my satisfaction\nManifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n'Cause what you know just a fraction\nThey tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\nSay the money's the root of evil, but tell me\nWhat's evil backwards? (Erm)\nYeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\nSometimes, change your perspective\nWill give you a different action\nI told you boys that I'd do it\nYou simply watching it happen\nThe bases loaded, I'm batting\nI'm drivin' slow in the fast one\nI'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\nThat one\nGotta keep my composure\nPeople say anything behind closed doors for exposure\nSometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\nWith all the dirt I'm doing\nSwear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\nDon't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n'Cause let's be real\nYou know he got a lotta money\nBut I get it, it's not the end goal\nIt's really just the asset\nThe vehicle to get to where you didn't go\nAnd get to where you get to grow\nAnd money'll magnify what you been on\nSo if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\nMan, you get it, bro\nDo this for the clique, if I'm going\nThen they coming too\nYou might throw up at the budgets\nThat I'm runnin' through\nI used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\nNow, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\nFast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\nI knew that it was comin' through\nThe difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n'Cause I wanted to\n\nThough it's not about the money\nIt ain't about the Mula\n(It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\nEven though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\nSayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Connor Price, Big Sean\n  album: About Time\n  duration_ms: 205627\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\n  Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n  I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n  Guess I had it backwards\n  A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n  After back when I would want it faster\n  Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n  Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n  Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n  Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n  I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n  Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n  I'm the only person that would never veer\n  Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n  How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n  Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n  Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n  Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n  Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n  Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n  I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n  They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n  One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n  Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n  Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n  But when it's all you think about\n  You predisposed to a life where\n  You tryna make the deepest hole\n  Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n  Thought the seeds would grow\n  But it decomposes\n  In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n  Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n  Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\n  Delay my satisfaction\n  Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n  'Cause what you know just a fraction\n  They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n  Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n  What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n  Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n  Sometimes, change your perspective\n  Will give you a different action\n  I told you boys that I'd do it\n  You simply watching it happen\n  The bases loaded, I'm batting\n  I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n  I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n  That one\n  Gotta keep my composure\n  People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n  Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n  With all the dirt I'm doing\n  Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n  Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n  'Cause let's be real\n  You know he got a lotta money\n  But I get it, it's not the end goal\n  It's really just the asset\n  The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n  And get to where you get to grow\n  And money'll magnify what you been on\n  So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n  Man, you get it, bro\n  Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n  Then they coming too\n  You might throw up at the budgets\n  That I'm runnin' through\n  I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n  Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n  Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n  100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n  I knew that it was comin' through\n  The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n  'Cause I wanted to\n\n  Though it's not about the money\n  It ain't about the Mula\n  (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n  Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n  Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n"},{"id":25922087,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Connor Price, Big Sean","albumName":"About Time","duration":205.6620409,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\nYeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\nI feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\nGuess I had it backwards\nA lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\nAfter back when I would want it faster\nShift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\nDid it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\nY'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\nAlways in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\nI can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\nStill don't trust nobody else to ever steer\nI'm the only person that would never veer\nHopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\nHow many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\nFunny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\nNumbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\nLovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\nAyy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\nLook, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the fake ones\nI learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\nThey show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\nOne thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\nMoney over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\nDon't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\nBut when it's all you think about\nYou predisposed to a life where\nYou tryna make the deepest hole\nKeep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\nThought the seeds would grow\nBut it decomposes\nIn the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\nGreed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\nFeed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\nDelay my satisfaction\nManifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n'Cause what you know just a fraction\nThey tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\nSay the money's the root of evil, but tell me\nWhat's evil backwards? (Erm)\nYeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\nSometimes, change your perspective\nWill give you a different action\nI told you boys that I'd do it\nYou simply watching it happen\nThe bases loaded, I'm batting\nI'm drivin' slow in the fast one\nI'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\nThat one\nGotta keep my composure\nPeople say anything behind closed doors for exposure\nSometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\nWith all the dirt I'm doing\nSwear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\nDon't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n'Cause let's be real\nYou know he got a lotta money\nBut I get it, it's not the end goal\nIt's really just the asset\nThe vehicle to get to where you didn't go\nAnd get to where you get to grow\nAnd money'll magnify what you been on\nSo if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\nMan, you get it, bro\nDo this for the clique, if I'm going\nThen they coming too\nYou might throw up at the budgets\nThat I'm runnin' through\nI used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\nNow, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\nFast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\nI knew that it was comin' through\nThe difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n'Cause I wanted to\n\nThough it's not about the money\nIt ain't about the Mula\n(It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\nEven though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\nSayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Connor Price, Big Sean\n  album: About Time\n  duration_ms: 205662\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\n  Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n  I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n  Guess I had it backwards\n  A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n  After back when I would want it faster\n  Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n  Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n  Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n  Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n  I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n  Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n  I'm the only person that would never veer\n  Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n  How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n  Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n  Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n  Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n  Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n  Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n  I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n  They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n  One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n  Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n  Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n  But when it's all you think about\n  You predisposed to a life where\n  You tryna make the deepest hole\n  Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n  Thought the seeds would grow\n  But it decomposes\n  In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n  Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n  Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\n  Delay my satisfaction\n  Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n  'Cause what you know just a fraction\n  They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n  Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n  What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n  Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n  Sometimes, change your perspective\n  Will give you a different action\n  I told you boys that I'd do it\n  You simply watching it happen\n  The bases loaded, I'm batting\n  I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n  I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n  That one\n  Gotta keep my composure\n  People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n  Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n  With all the dirt I'm doing\n  Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n  Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n  'Cause let's be real\n  You know he got a lotta money\n  But I get it, it's not the end goal\n  It's really just the asset\n  The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n  And get to where you get to grow\n  And money'll magnify what you been on\n  So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n  Man, you get it, bro\n  Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n  Then they coming too\n  You might throw up at the budgets\n  That I'm runnin' through\n  I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n  Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n  Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n  100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n  I knew that it was comin' through\n  The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n  'Cause I wanted to\n\n  Though it's not about the money\n  It ain't about the Mula\n  (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n  Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n  Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n"},{"id":28529998,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Big Sean, French Montana","albumName":"Capitol Park","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Chop on the beat\nBandKamp\nGood after God after my family, I ain't gon' front\nAin't nothin' more important than this success and gettin' it\nYeah\nFree OCB, Paper Chaser\nDope boy Cashout, what up though?\nYep, I'ma tell you like a rich nigga told me\nFinally Famous\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nTell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\nWodie holdie slowly back yo' back yo' ass up, you over close\nI overflow all over hoes, my niggas is overhyped\nShootin' up your Phantom, now they call your shit the holy ghost\nMercy, Lord, would you please have mercy?\nAnd protect me from those hoes, yeah but\nLife ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\nShut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\nThat's respect, now I got your wifey\nAnd you back to usin' that Jergens\nHurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my hoes who done passed away\nCharge your ass a fee and make you pay your tax today\nI'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\nPut that money in my shooter's hands and tell him blast away\nI feel like gettin' paper is my destiny\n'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\nTold my mom, \"Get what you want then just leave the rest to me\"\nAin't no fuckin' rest for me 'cause\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nDiamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\nI got cars, cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\nGriff Blake all in that paint, stackin' bread, come watch me paint\nPray to never dyin' broke\nGettin' cases by the boat, we ain't shoppin' by the store\nShorty snorkel for that crab, eatin' lobster on my dinner plate\nStackin' all this money, homie, tryna see that ceilin' break\nMula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\nCame from a hole, bitch, straight to the hall of fame\nTalk money, we got it, fuckboy, shoot your stylist\nEatin' good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasin' them commas, hah\nMy niggas ride that five and my bitches ten\nGot that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nMy chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler\n\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nAin't nothin' more important than the mula\nHallelujah, hallelujah\nPraise God, hallelujah\n\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my five freaks that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\nWhere my five freaks, five freaks, five freaks?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Big Sean, French Montana\n  album: Capitol Park\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Chop on the beat\n  BandKamp\n  Good after God after my family, I ain't gon' front\n  Ain't nothin' more important than this success and gettin' it\n  Yeah\n  Free OCB, Paper Chaser\n  Dope boy Cashout, what up though?\n  Yep, I'ma tell you like a rich nigga told me\n  Finally Famous\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose\n  Wodie holdie slowly back yo' back yo' ass up, you over close\n  I overflow all over hoes, my niggas is overhyped\n  Shootin' up your Phantom, now they call your shit the holy ghost\n  Mercy, Lord, would you please have mercy?\n  And protect me from those hoes, yeah but\n  Life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me\n  Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me like I'm the verdict\n  That's respect, now I got your wifey\n  And you back to usin' that Jergens\n  Hurtin', sippin', spillin', tippin' for my hoes who done passed away\n  Charge your ass a fee and make you pay your tax today\n  I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Castaway\n  Put that money in my shooter's hands and tell him blast away\n  I feel like gettin' paper is my destiny\n  'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe\n  Told my mom, \"Get what you want then just leave the rest to me\"\n  Ain't no fuckin' rest for me 'cause\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler\n  I got cars, cribs all in my neck, got them M's all in that bank\n  Griff Blake all in that paint, stackin' bread, come watch me paint\n  Pray to never dyin' broke\n  Gettin' cases by the boat, we ain't shoppin' by the store\n  Shorty snorkel for that crab, eatin' lobster on my dinner plate\n  Stackin' all this money, homie, tryna see that ceilin' break\n  Mula ain't everything, homie, it's the only thing\n  Came from a hole, bitch, straight to the hall of fame\n  Talk money, we got it, fuckboy, shoot your stylist\n  Eatin' good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasin' them commas, hah\n  My niggas ride that five and my bitches ten\n  Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler\n\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Ain't nothin' more important than the mula\n  Hallelujah, hallelujah\n  Praise God, hallelujah\n\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my five freaks that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?\n  Where my five freaks, five freaks, five freaks?\n"},{"id":39857856,"name":"Mula","trackName":"Mula","artistName":"Connor Price, Big Sean","albumName":"[Unknown Album]","duration":205.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\nYeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\nI feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\nGuess I had it backwards\nA lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\nAfter back when I would want it faster\nShift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\nDid it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\nY'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\nAlways in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\nI can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\nStill don't trust nobody else to ever steer\nI'm the only person that would never veer\nHopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\nHow many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\nFunny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\nNumbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\nLovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\nAyy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\nLook, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\nYeah, shout out to the fake ones\nI learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\nThey show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\nOne thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\nMoney over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\nDon't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\nBut when it's all you think about\nYou predisposed to a life where\nYou tryna make the deepest hole\nKeep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\nThought the seeds would grow\nBut it decomposes\nIn the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\nGreed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\nFeed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\nAin't about the money, ain't about the mula\nMiss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\nDelay my satisfaction\nManifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n'Cause what you know just a fraction\nThey tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\nSay the money's the root of evil, but tell me\nWhat's evil backwards? (Erm)\nYeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\nSometimes, change your perspective\nWill give you a different action\nI told you boys that I'd do it\nYou simply watching it happen\nThe bases loaded, I'm batting\nI'm drivin' slow in the fast one\nI'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\nThat one\nGotta keep my composure\nPeople say anything behind closed doors for exposure\nSometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\nWith all the dirt I'm doing\nSwear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\nDon't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n'Cause let's be real\nYou know he got a lotta money\nBut I get it, it's not the end goal\nIt's really just the asset\nThe vehicle to get to where you didn't go\nAnd get to where you get to grow\nAnd money'll magnify what you been on\nSo if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\nMan, you get it, bro\nDo this for the clique, if I'm going\nThen they coming too\nYou might throw up at the budgets\nThat I'm runnin' through\nI used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\nNow, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\nFast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\nI knew that it was comin' through\nThe difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n'Cause I wanted to\n\nThough it's not about the money\nIt ain't about the Mula\n(It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\nEven though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\nSayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mula\n  artist: Connor Price, Big Sean\n  album: '[Unknown Album]'\n  duration_ms: 205000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Yeah, look)\n\n  Yeah, look, I used to chase the rewards, nowadays\n  I feel rewarded by the chase, huh, funny how that works\n  Guess I had it backwards\n  A lesson to be learned in everything I'm striving\n  After back when I would want it faster\n  Shift it into second gear, had to make the message clear\n  Did it on my own, blood and sweat, tears, never fear\n  Y'all was never here, you was just some jealous peers\n  Always in the game, playin' Snake like Metal Gear\n  I can polish off an Everclear, top it off with seven beers\n  Still don't trust nobody else to ever steer\n  I'm the only person that would never veer\n  Hopped by in a van, watch it go, Van Gogh, how they lend an ear?\n  How many can we fit up in the bandwagon?\n  Funny how the ones that stood me up can't stand it\n  Numbers goin' up, might sell out the Grand Canyon\n  Lovin' how I clawed to the top, Van dammed it (Woah!)\n  Ayy, shout out to the new ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the day ones (Woah!)\n  Look, shout out to the real ones (Woah!)\n  Yeah, shout out to the fake ones\n  I learned a lot from my enemies, so I keep 'em close\n  They show me what I shouldn't do, so I'm keepin' notes\n  One thing I'm noticing, a common thread between the foes\n  Money over morals, it seems that's where the evil grows\n  Don't get me wrong, go get the money, you need a home\n  But when it's all you think about\n  You predisposed to a life where\n  You tryna make the deepest hole\n  Keep on getting farther, but the light never seems to show\n  Thought the seeds would grow\n  But it decomposes\n  In the red, getting split like the sea of Moses\n  Greed is hopeless, we learned it from the Greek and Romans\n  Feed the homeless, and reach atonement, 'cause it\n\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Woah, woah)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula (Mm-hm)\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (What? What?)\n  Ain't about the money, ain't about the mula\n  Miss me with the shh, I'm tryna get my bread up (Boy, Sean don, ay)\n\n  Delay my satisfaction\n  Manifest versus action, I'm barely scratching the surface\n  'Cause what you know just a fraction\n  They tryna disturb my peace like I got an Atlanta accent\n  Say the money's the root of evil, but tell me\n  What's evil backwards? (Erm)\n  Yeah, tell me, what's evil backwards?\n  Sometimes, change your perspective\n  Will give you a different action\n  I told you boys that I'd do it\n  You simply watching it happen\n  The bases loaded, I'm batting\n  I'm drivin' slow in the fast one\n  I'm prayin' to the Almighty Jehovah-Jireh\n  That one\n  Gotta keep my composure\n  People say anything behind closed doors for exposure\n  Sometimes seekin' closure can open up a can of worms\n  With all the dirt I'm doing\n  Swear they prolly just gon' keep on growin'\n  Don't listen to Connor when he says it's not about the money\n  'Cause let's be real\n  You know he got a lotta money\n  But I get it, it's not the end goal\n  It's really just the asset\n  The vehicle to get to where you didn't go\n  And get to where you get to grow\n  And money'll magnify what you been on\n  So if you lame and get rich, you gon be—\n  Man, you get it, bro\n  Do this for the clique, if I'm going\n  Then they coming too\n  You might throw up at the budgets\n  That I'm runnin' through\n  I used to chase the money 'til I realized it was runnin' from me\n  Now, scratch that, I made a plan, now I'm the one that it's runnin' to\n  Fast track to that is doin' what you love to do\n  100x the investment in myself when y'all lost faith\n  I knew that it was comin' through\n  The difference is you did it for the cash and I did it 'cause I —\n  'Cause I wanted to\n\n  Though it's not about the money\n  It ain't about the Mula\n  (It ain't about the money, ain't about the Mula)\n  Even though it came, praise hallelujah, yeah\n  Sayin' that I changed, I prolly never knew ya\n"}]