[{"id":5441334,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall of Fame","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall of Fame\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":20046289,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame (Deluxe Edition","duration":288.417959,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall Of Fame (Deluxe Edition\n duration_ms: 288418\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":14293566,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame (Deluxe)","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall Of Fame (Deluxe)\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":24285822,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame [Deluxe Explicit Version]","duration":288.464,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall Of Fame [Deluxe Explicit Version]\n duration_ms: 288464\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":12802560,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"East English Village","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean\n album: East English Village\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":26038671,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"East English Village","duration":262.248,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean\n album: East English Village\n duration_ms: 262248\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":5185146,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean; James Fauntleroy","albumName":"Hall Of Fame (Deluxe)","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean; James Fauntleroy\n album: Hall Of Fame (Deluxe)\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":3689169,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean, James Fauntleroy","albumName":"East English Village","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean, James Fauntleroy\n album: East English Village\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":24489961,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean, James Fauntleroy","albumName":"Hall Of Fame","duration":288.384,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean, James Fauntleroy\n album: Hall Of Fame\n duration_ms: 288384\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":9659606,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean feat. @Fauntleroy","albumName":"Hall of Fame","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean feat. @Fauntleroy\n album: Hall of Fame\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":28995813,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean · James Fauntleroy","albumName":"Hall of Fame","duration":289.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean · James Fauntleroy\n album: Hall of Fame\n duration_ms: 289000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":28919527,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean feat. @Fauntleroy","albumName":"Hall of Fame (Deluxe)","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean feat. @Fauntleroy\n album: Hall of Fame (Deluxe)\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":38490355,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean feat. @Fauntleroy","albumName":"Hall of Fame (Deluxe Edition)","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean feat. @Fauntleroy\n album: Hall of Fame (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":16522983,"name":"World Ablaze (feat. @Fauntleroy)","trackName":"World Ablaze (feat. @Fauntleroy)","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall of Fame","duration":288.36,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze (feat. @Fauntleroy)\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall of Fame\n duration_ms: 288360\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":22032701,"name":"World Ablaze (featJames Faun","trackName":"World Ablaze (featJames Faun","artistName":"Big Sean","albumName":"Hall Of Fame","duration":288.391837,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright\n\nNow, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\nCause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\nThe lights go off\nSay it's going to be, alright\nIt's going to be, alright\n\nJust tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\nTell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n\"Might not make it this time\"\nIs what not to say at this time\nSometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\nAnd you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\nI'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\nOnly palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\nAround the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\nMrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\nNow she need a hand!\"\nTraumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\nNow I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\nLike, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\nI know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\nYou know I love you momma like she mine,\nWhether we together, or we trying\nWe fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\nWe climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\nThe cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\nIt came from the breast, just spread to the spine\nIt might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n\"This can't be my mom!\"\nGot me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\nWhen her world's a pool?\nAnd she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\nAnd all the stress is all propane\nShe's burned again\"\nHoping I could make her smile\nTake cancer and David Blaine it out,\nPOOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze (featJames Faun\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall Of Fame\n duration_ms: 288392\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":272622,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean feat. 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Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.91] Stay close to me, so close to me\n[00:01.92] That's how it's supposed to be\n[00:02.89] Long as you've been knowing me\n[00:03.77] You been holding me down,\n[00:04.65] I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n[00:05.54] I watch over you, you watch over me\n[00:07.31] And that's how it's supposed to be\n[00:09.16] And we are, alright\n[00:15.50] Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n[00:29.08] The lights go off\n[00:31.76] Say it's going to be, alright\n[00:35.38] It's going to be, alright\n[00:39.04] Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n[00:42.68] The lights go off\n[00:45.32] Say it's going to be, alright\n[00:49.85] It's going to be, alright\n[00:52.56] Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n[00:56.11] Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n[00:58.85] \"Might not make it this time\"\n[01:11.55] Is what not to say at this time\n[01:14.23] Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n[01:17.88] And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n[01:20.54] I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n[01:24.19] Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n[01:27.72] Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n[01:31.34] Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n[01:33.18] Now she need a hand!\"\n[01:34.95] Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n[01:36.73] Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n[01:39.53] Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n[01:39.58] I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n[02:29.35] You know I love you momma like she mine,\n[02:32.05] Whether we together, or we trying\n[02:34.77] We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n[02:37.42] We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n[02:41.91] The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n[02:43.71] It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n[02:46.54] It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n[02:49.26] \"This can't be my mom!\"\n[02:50.12] Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n[02:53.72] When her world's a pool?\n[02:54.63] And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n[02:57.31] And all the stress is all propane\n[03:00.07] She's burned again\"\n[03:00.92] Hoping I could make her smile\n[03:02.73] Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n[03:06.33] POOF! 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Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":12642903,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean feat. 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Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean feat. James Fauntleroy\n album: East English Village\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":39413835,"name":"World Ablaze","trackName":"World Ablaze","artistName":"Big Sean Feat. 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Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.91]Stay close to me, so close to me\n[00:01.92]That's how it's supposed to be\n[00:02.89]Long as you've been knowing me\n[00:03.77]You been holding me down,\n[00:04.65]I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n[00:05.54]I watch over you, you watch over me\n[00:07.31]And that's how it's supposed to be\n[00:09.16]And we are, alright\n[00:15.50]Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n[00:29.08]The lights go off\n[00:31.76]Say it's going to be, alright\n[00:35.38]It's going to be, alright\n[00:39.04]Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n[00:42.68]The lights go off\n[00:45.32]Say it's going to be, alright\n[00:49.85]It's going to be, alright\n[00:52.56]Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n[00:56.11]Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n[00:58.85]\"Might not make it this time\"\n[01:11.55]Is what not to say at this time\n[01:14.23]Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n[01:17.88]And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n[01:20.54]I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n[01:24.19]Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n[01:27.72]Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n[01:31.34]Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n[01:33.18]Now she need a hand!\"\n[01:34.95]Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n[01:36.73]Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n[01:39.53]Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n[01:39.58]I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n[02:29.35]You know I love you momma like she mine,\n[02:32.05]Whether we together, or we trying\n[02:34.77]We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n[02:37.42]We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n[02:41.91]The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n[02:43.71]It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n[02:46.54]It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n[02:49.26]\"This can't be my mom!\"\n[02:50.12]Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n[02:53.72]When her world's a pool?\n[02:54.63]And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n[02:57.31]And all the stress is all propane\n[03:00.07]She's burned again\"\n[03:00.92]Hoping I could make her smile\n[03:02.73]Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n[03:06.33]POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n[04:03.68]Stay close to me, so close to me\n[04:04.55]That's how it's supposed to be\n[04:05.49]Long as you've been knowing me\n[04:07.24]You been holding me down,\n[04:08.19]I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n[04:09.97]I watch over you, you watch over me\n[04:10.88]And that's how it's supposed to be\n[04:12.68]And we are, alright\n[04:33.40]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze\n artist: Big Sean Feat. 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Disappear, God make an out!\n start_ms: 186330\n end_ms: 243680\n- text: Stay close to me, so close to me\n start_ms: 243680\n end_ms: 244550\n- text: That's how it's supposed to be\n start_ms: 244550\n end_ms: 245490\n- text: Long as you've been knowing me\n start_ms: 245490\n end_ms: 247240\n- text: You been holding me down,\n start_ms: 247240\n end_ms: 248190\n- text: I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n start_ms: 248190\n end_ms: 249970\n- text: I watch over you, you watch over me\n start_ms: 249970\n end_ms: 250880\n- text: And that's how it's supposed to be\n start_ms: 250880\n end_ms: 252680\n- text: And we are, alright\n start_ms: 252680\n end_ms: 273400\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 273400\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":3626698,"name":"World Ablaze (feat. James Fauntleroy)","trackName":"World Ablaze (feat. 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Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze (feat. James Fauntleroy)\n artist: Big Sean\n album: Hall of Fame (Deluxe)\n duration_ms: 288000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n\n Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n The lights go off\n Say it's going to be, alright\n It's going to be, alright\n\n Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n\n \"Might not make it this time\"\n Is what not to say at this time\n Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n Now she need a hand!\"\n Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n\n You know I love you momma like she mine,\n Whether we together, or we trying\n We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n \"This can't be my mom!\"\n Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n When her world's a pool?\n And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n And all the stress is all propane\n She's burned again\"\n Hoping I could make her smile\n Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n\n Stay close to me, so close to me\n That's how it's supposed to be\n Long as you've been knowing me\n You been holding me down,\n I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n I watch over you, you watch over me\n And that's how it's supposed to be\n And we are, alright\n"},{"id":272623,"name":"World Ablaze (feat. James Fauntleroy)","trackName":"World Ablaze (feat. 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Disappear, God make an out!\n\nStay close to me, so close to me\nThat's how it's supposed to be\nLong as you've been knowing me\nYou been holding me down,\nI'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\nI watch over you, you watch over me\nAnd that's how it's supposed to be\nAnd we are, alright","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.91] Stay close to me, so close to me\n[00:01.92] That's how it's supposed to be\n[00:02.89] Long as you've been knowing me\n[00:03.77] You been holding me down,\n[00:04.65] I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n[00:05.54] I watch over you, you watch over me\n[00:07.31] And that's how it's supposed to be\n[00:09.16] And we are, alright\n[00:15.50] Now, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n[00:29.08] The lights go off\n[00:31.76] Say it's going to be, alright\n[00:35.38] It's going to be, alright\n[00:39.04] Cause, when the world's ablaze, the stars will fall\n[00:42.68] The lights go off\n[00:45.32] Say it's going to be, alright\n[00:49.85] It's going to be, alright\n[00:52.56] Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n[00:56.11] Tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be\n[00:58.85] \"Might not make it this time\"\n[01:11.55] Is what not to say at this time\n[01:14.23] Sometimes, the truth ain't what you need to hear\n[01:17.88] And you tell them they alright, when they need a cure\n[01:20.54] I'mma believe in paradise if I don't see the sand\n[01:24.19] Only palm trees I got is this weed off in my hand\n[01:27.72] Around the same time my mom said \"Sean, you need a plan\n[01:31.34] Mrs. Freeman's son, across the street got shot,\n[01:33.18] Now she need a hand!\"\n[01:34.95] Traumatized, gotta watch, his momma cry\n[01:36.73] Now I gotta look up, up in his momma eyes, tell his momma lies\n[01:39.53] Like, \"It's gonna be alright,\" knowing it ain't alright\n[01:39.58] I know there's just so much pain, and there's probably more on the way\n[02:29.35] You know I love you momma like she mine,\n[02:32.05] Whether we together, or we trying\n[02:34.77] We fuck, three times, we smoke, tree times\n[02:37.42] We climb, I left, came back in town, it wasn't in time\n[02:41.91] The cancer done came, it just hit it's prime\n[02:43.71] It came from the breast, just spread to the spine\n[02:46.54] It might make her blind, she stare at the blinds:\n[02:49.26] \"This can't be my mom!\"\n[02:50.12] Got me thinking, \"what's a girl to do, a girl to do?\n[02:53.72] When her world's a pool?\n[02:54.63] And she comes up for air, and it's walls of flames\n[02:57.31] And all the stress is all propane\n[03:00.07] She's burned again\"\n[03:00.92] Hoping I could make her smile\n[03:02.73] Take cancer and David Blaine it out,\n[03:06.33] POOF! Disappear, God make an out!\n[04:03.68] Stay close to me, so close to me\n[04:04.55] That's how it's supposed to be\n[04:05.49] Long as you've been knowing me\n[04:07.24] You been holding me down,\n[04:08.19] I'm sure as fuck, so fuck hopefully\n[04:09.97] I watch over you, you watch over me\n[04:10.88] And that's how it's supposed to be\n[04:12.68] And we are, alright\n[04:33.40] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: World Ablaze (feat. 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