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(Alright)\n\nFor my livelihood, push white in my hood, but I don't recommend it, there's no longevity\n\"Ce-Central, don't forget me\", money don't make me lose my memory\nA2 Anti, do man badly, do that gladly (baow, baow, baow)\nI treat every day like a Monday mornin', I treat every month like a January\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nGet some money, relive your childhood, shawty think that I'm childish (why?)\nTryna pull down my trousers, rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)\nOutta sight, outta mind, we ain't gotta jump out this ride\nUnwind the window, keep it simple, try hit man off his mountain bike (shh)\n\nLink up with the ganja farmer, cuttin' down plants, no agriculture\nLeave it to God, we don't practice obeah, plan it correct, we gon' catch him (haha)\nI can't go broke, that's a no-no, can't fall off, that's awkward (awks)\nMy chain cost 60-000, cool, that's a club performance (alright)\n\nI don't like braggin', I'm a lowlife, but I like high fashion\nAmiri denim, it cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'\nBro's still chingin', bro's still trappin', yingin' and yangin', I need more balance\nBaby, I just wanna fuck, I'm sorry, I don't wanna meet your parents\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men","syncedLyrics":"[00:13.41] Uh, they think they got one up on us\n[00:16.01] Don't trust bitches, out all my dargs, there's some I can trust (haha)\n[00:20.18] They think they got one up on us (that's what they think)\n[00:22.50] Got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us (baow-baow-baow, Lekaa Beats)\n[00:26.46] The fake do a good job blendin' in with the real these days, but I still tell the difference\n[00:30.36] Realness get recognition, I recognise that from a distance, see it from far (way)\n[00:33.75] Bare ANPR, told bro, \"Beg you don't smoke weed in the car\" ('low it)\n[00:36.65] It feels good to see me in the charts, I used to hit shots, sell rock and link in parks (alright)\n[00:40.48] You been warned, I'll ring the alarm, they talk 'bout the trap, they ain't been in it once\n[00:43.33] YG got the trench coat on, it's black and long like a Christian nun\n[00:46.83] Tryna locate me a new plate, I don't put trust in vintage guns\n[00:49.93] Stop whingin' and go get some money, what's wrong with these self-inflicted bums? (Alright)\n[00:53.49] For my livelihood, push white in my hood, but I don't recommend it, there's no longevity\n[00:56.54] \"Ce-Central, don't forget me\", money don't make me lose my memory\n[01:00.40] A2 Anti, do man badly, do that gladly (baow, baow, baow)\n[01:03.52] I treat every day like a Monday mornin', I treat every month like a January\n[01:06.64] Uh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\n[01:10.28] Out all my dargs, there's some I can trust\n[01:12.07] Won't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\n[01:15.26] I left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\n[01:18.70] We go from babies straight to men\n[01:19.94] Get some money, relive your childhood, shawty think that I'm childish (why?)\n[01:23.68] Tryna pull down my trousers, rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)\n[01:27.36] Outta sight, outta mind, we ain't gotta jump out this ride\n[01:30.26] Unwind the window, keep it simple, try hit man off his mountain bike (shh)\n[01:33.63] Link up with the ganja farmer, cuttin' down plants, no agriculture\n[01:37.06] Leave it to God, we don't practice obeah, plan it correct, we gon' catch him (haha)\n[01:40.25] I can't go broke, that's a no-no, can't fall off, that's awkward (awks)\n[01:43.80] My chain cost 60-000, cool, that's a club performance (alright)\n[01:46.97] I don't like braggin', I'm a lowlife, but I like high fashion\n[01:50.38] Amiri denim, it cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'\n[01:53.51] Bro's still chingin', bro's still trappin', yingin' and yangin', I need more balance\n[01:56.68] Baby, I just wanna fuck, I'm sorry, I don't wanna meet your parents\n[02:00.06] Uh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\n[02:03.91] Out all my dargs, there's some I can trust\n[02:05.73] Won't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\n[02:08.91] I left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\n[02:12.38] We go from babies straight to men\n[02:13.70] Uh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\n[02:16.89] Out all my dargs, there's some I can trust\n[02:18.40] Won't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\n[02:21.82] I left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\n[02:24.94] We go from babies straight to men\n[02:26.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Central Cee - One Up (Lyrics)\n artist: Central Cee\n album: Central Cee Videos\n duration_ms: 160000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh, they think they got one up on us\n start_ms: 13410\n end_ms: 16010\n- text: Don't trust bitches, out all my dargs, there's some I can trust (haha)\n start_ms: 16010\n end_ms: 20180\n- text: They think they got one up on us (that's what they think)\n start_ms: 20180\n end_ms: 22500\n- text: Got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us (baow-baow-baow, Lekaa Beats)\n start_ms: 22500\n end_ms: 26460\n- text: The fake do a good job blendin' in with the real these days, but I still tell the difference\n start_ms: 26460\n end_ms: 30360\n- text: Realness get recognition, I recognise that from a distance, see it from far (way)\n start_ms: 30360\n end_ms: 33750\n- text: Bare ANPR, told bro, \"Beg you don't smoke weed in the car\" ('low it)\n start_ms: 33750\n end_ms: 36650\n- text: It feels good to see me in the charts, I used to hit shots, sell rock and link in parks (alright)\n start_ms: 36650\n end_ms: 40480\n- text: You been warned, I'll ring the alarm, they talk 'bout the trap, they ain't been in it once\n start_ms: 40480\n end_ms: 43330\n- text: YG got the trench coat on, it's black and long like a Christian nun\n start_ms: 43330\n end_ms: 46830\n- text: Tryna locate me a new plate, I don't put trust in vintage guns\n start_ms: 46830\n end_ms: 49930\n- text: Stop whingin' and go get some money, what's wrong with these self-inflicted bums? 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(Alright)\n\n For my livelihood, push white in my hood, but I don't recommend it, there's no longevity\n \"Central, don't forget me\", money don't make me lose my memory\n A2Anti, do man badly, do that gladly (baow, baow, baow)\n I treat every day like a Monday morning, I treat every month like a January\n\n Uh, they think they got one up on us\n D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\n Out all my dargs, there's some I can trust\n Won't even lie, I got PTSD\n Nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\n I left home when I was 14\n YJ was ten and the man of the house\n We go from babies straight to men\n\n Get some money, relive your childhood, shawty think that I'm childish (why?)\n Tryna pull down my trousers, rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)\n Outta sight, outta mind, we ain't gotta jump out this ride\n Unwind the window, keep it simple, try hit man off his mountain bike (shh)\n\n Link up with the ganja farmer, cuttin' down plants, no agriculture\n Leave it to God, we don't practice Obeah, plan it correct, we gon' catch him (ha)\n I can't go broke, that's a no-no, can't fall off, that's awkward (awks)\n My chain cost £60,000, cool, that's a club performance (alright)\n\n I don't like braggin', I'm a lowlife, but I like high fashion\n Amiri denim, it cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'\n Bro's still chingin', bro's still trappin', yingin' and yangin', I need more balance\n Baby, I just wanna fuck, I'm sorry, I don't wanna meet your parents\n\n Uh, they think they got one up on us\n D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\n Out all my dargs, there's some I can trust\n Won't even lie, I got PTSD\n Nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\n I left home when I was 14\n YJ was ten and the man of the house\n We go from babies straight to men\n\n Uh, they think they got one up on us\n D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\n Out all my dargs, there's some I can trust\n Won't even lie, I got PTSD\n Nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\n I left home when I was 14\n YJ was ten and the man of the house\n We go from babies straight to men\n"},{"id":37880469,"name":"One Up","trackName":"One Up","artistName":"Central Cee","albumName":"One Up","duration":151.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, they think they got one up on us\nDon't trust bitches, out all my dargs, there's some I can trust (haha)\nThey think they got one up on us (that's what they think)\nGot PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us (baow, baow, baow) (Lekaa Beats)\n\nThe fake do a good job blending in with the real these days but I still tell the difference\nRealness get recognition, I recognise that from a distance, see it from far (qway)\nBare ANPR, told bro, \"Beg you don't smoke weed in the car\" ('llow it)\nIt feels good to see me in the charts, I used to hit shots, sell rock and link in parks (alright)\n\nYou been warned, I'll ring the alarm, they talk 'bout the trap, they ain't been in it once\nYG got the trench coat on, it's black and long like a Christian nun\nTryna locate me a new plate, I don't put trust in vintage guns\nStop whinging and go get some money, what's wrong with these self-inflicted bums? 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(Alright)\n\nFor my livelihood, push white in my hood, but I don't recommend it, there's no longevity\n\"Ce-Central, don't forget me\", money don't make me lose my memory\nA2 Anti, do man badly, do that gladly (baow, baow, baow)\nI treat every day like a Monday mornin', I treat every month like a January\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nGet some money, relive your childhood, shawty think that I'm childish (why?)\nTryna pull down my trousers, rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)\nOutta sight, outta mind, we ain't gotta jump out this ride\nUnwind the window, keep it simple, try hit man off his mountain bike (shh)\n\nLink up with the ganja farmer, cuttin' down plants, no agriculture\nLeave it to God, we don't practice obeah, plan it correct, we gon' catch him (haha)\nI can't go broke, that's a no-no, can't fall off, that's awkward (awks)\nMy chain cost 60-000, cool, that's a club performance (alright)\n\nI don't like braggin', I'm a lowlife, but I like high fashion\nAmiri denim, it cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'\nBro's still chingin', bro's still trappin', yingin' and yangin', I need more balance\nBaby, I just wanna fuck, I'm sorry, I don't wanna meet your parents\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men","syncedLyrics":"[00:13.41] Uh, they think they got one up on us\n[00:16.01] Don't trust bitches, out all my dargs, there's some I can trust (haha)\n[00:20.18] They think they got one up on us (that's what they think)\n[00:22.50] Got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us (baow-baow-baow, Lekaa Beats)\n[00:26.46] The fake do a good job blendin' in with the real these days, but I still tell the difference\n[00:30.36] Realness get recognition, I recognise that from a distance, see it from far (way)\n[00:33.75] Bare ANPR, told bro, \"Beg you don't smoke weed in the car\" ('low it)\n[00:36.65] It feels good to see me in the charts, I used to hit shots, sell rock and link in parks (alright)\n[00:40.48] You been warned, I'll ring the alarm, they talk 'bout the trap, they ain't been in it once\n[00:43.33] YG got the trench coat on, it's black and long like a Christian nun\n[00:46.83] Tryna locate me a new plate, I don't put trust in vintage guns\n[00:49.93] Stop whingin' and go get some money, what's wrong with these self-inflicted bums? 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(Alright)\n\nFor my livelihood, push white in my hood, but I don't recommend it, there's no longevity\n\"Ce-Central, don't forget me\", money don't make me lose my memory\nA2 Anti, do man badly, do that gladly (baow, baow, baow)\nI treat every day like a Monday mornin', I treat every month like a January\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nGet some money, relive your childhood, shawty think that I'm childish (why?)\nTryna pull down my trousers, rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)\nOutta sight, outta mind, we ain't gotta jump out this ride\nUnwind the window, keep it simple, try hit man off his mountain bike (shh)\n\nLink up with the ganja farmer, cuttin' down plants, no agriculture\nLeave it to God, we don't practice obeah, plan it correct, we gon' catch him (haha)\nI can't go broke, that's a no-no, can't fall off, that's awkward (awks)\nMy chain cost 60-000, cool, that's a club performance (alright)\n\nI don't like braggin', I'm a lowlife, but I like high fashion\nAmiri denim, it cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'\nBro's still chingin', bro's still trappin', yingin' and yangin', I need more balance\nBaby, I just wanna fuck, I'm sorry, I don't wanna meet your parents\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us, D.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14, YJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: One Up\n artist: Central Cee\n album: LIVE YOURS\n duration_ms: 162000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Uh, they think they got one up on us\n Don't trust bitches, out all my dargs, there's some I can trust (haha)\n They think they got one up on us (that's what they think)\n Got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us (baow-baow-baow, Lekaa Beats)\n\n The fake do a good job blendin' in with the real these days, but I still tell the difference\n Realness get recognition, I recognise that from a distance, see it from far (way)\n Bare ANPR, told bro, \"Beg you don't smoke weed in the car\" ('low it)\n It feels good to see me in the charts, I used to hit shots, sell rock and link in parks (alright)\n\n You been warned, I'll ring the alarm, they talk 'bout the trap, they ain't been in it once\n YG got the trench coat on, it's black and long like a Christian nun\n Tryna locate me a new plate, I don't put trust in vintage guns\n Stop whingin' and go get some money, what's wrong with these self-inflicted bums? 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(Alright)\n\nFor my livelihood, push white in my hood, but I don't recommend it, there's no longevity\n\"Central, don't forget me\", money don't make me lose my memory\nA2Anti, do man badly, do that gladly (baow, baow, baow)\nI treat every day like a Monday morning, I treat every month like a January\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us\nD.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD\nNearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14\nYJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nGet some money, relive your childhood, shawty think that I'm childish (why?)\nTryna pull down my trousers, rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)\nOutta sight, outta mind, we ain't gotta jump out this ride\nUnwind the window, keep it simple, try hit man off his mountain bike (shh)\n\nLink up with the ganja farmer, cuttin' down plants, no agriculture\nLeave it to God, we don't practice Obeah, plan it correct, we gon' catch him (ha)\nI can't go broke, that's a no-no, can't fall off, that's awkward (awks)\nMy chain cost £60,000, cool, that's a club performance (alright)\n\nI don't like braggin', I'm a lowlife, but I like high fashion\nAmiri denim, it cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'\nBro's still chingin', bro's still trappin', yingin' and yangin', I need more balance\nBaby, I just wanna fuck, I'm sorry, I don't wanna meet your parents\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us\nD.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD\nNearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14\nYJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men\n\nUh, they think they got one up on us\nD.T.B, I don't trust bitches\nOut all my dargs, there's some I can trust\nWon't even lie, I got PTSD\nNearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us\nI left home when I was 14\nYJ was ten and the man of the house\nWe go from babies straight to men","syncedLyrics":"[00:13.32] Uh, they think they got one up on us\n[00:16.04] Don't trust bitches, out all my dargs, there's some I can trust (haha)\n[00:20.39] They think they got one up on us (that's what they think)\n[00:22.74] Got PTSD, nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us (baow, baow, baow) (Lekaa Beats)\n[00:27.00] The fake do a good job blending in with the real these days but I still tell the difference\n[00:30.23] Realness get recognition, I recognise that from a distance, see it from far (qway)\n[00:33.93] Bare ANPR, told bro, \"Beg you don't smoke weed in the car\" ('llow it)\n[00:36.68] It feels good to see me in the charts, I used to hit shots, sell rock and link in parks (alright)\n[00:40.48] You been warned, I'll ring the alarm, they talk 'bout the trap, they ain't been in it once\n[00:43.85] YG got the trench coat on, it's black and long like a Christian nun\n[00:47.10] Tryna locate me a new plate, I don't put trust in vintage guns\n[00:49.93] Stop whinging and go get some money, what's wrong with these self-inflicted bums? 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