[{"id":20212933,"name":"Long Time","trackName":"Long Time","artistName":"Chance The Rapper","albumName":"Game of Chance","duration":225.071042,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"'Cause it's been a long time, long time now\nSince I've seen your smile\nAnd I'll...\n\nI wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\nOr change language and subject change up\nHer boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\nThings ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n\nI saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\nYou don't think I felt ya hand on my head yelling, \"Call his father\"\nBut people don't hear ghosts\nSo how they gon' blame me?\nMoney saved me\nSo I'ma do the same thing\n\nYou droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\nLike how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift\nYou better not miss this\nOverdose, dope and mixes\nLet your throat close\nWith a boatload of dope quotes within it\n\nDroppin' tapes 'til I losted count\nCoughin' out blood\nDropping weight\nLike I lost an ounce\nThrowin' words and tossin' nouns\nNY travellin', I'm Boston bound\nBossin' 'round homies\nAnd talkin' down to shorties while I'm jottin' down\n\nNotes to spit to Harlem crowns\nSurfin' through the Harlem crowds\nAt the crib I'm fallin' down\nYeah, I'm steady crawlin' 'round\nI'm callin' out to God\nYour little angels fallin' down\nSave me from my darkened cloud\nReach your hands and arms around\n\nNon, laisse-moi\nMais qu'est-ce que tu as aujourd'hui?\nJ'ai que les hommes me dégoûtent\nVous ne pensez qu'à ça\n\nWell it's been a long time, long time now\nSince I've seen your smile\nAnd I'll gamble away my fright\nAnd I'll gamble away my time\nAnd in a year, a year or so\nThis will slip into the sea\n\nWell it's been a long time, long time now\nSince I've seen your smile\nIt's been a long time, long time, now, now, now\nSaid it's been a long time, long time now\nAnd it's been a long time, long time 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it\n[01:39.84] Droppin' tapes 'til I losted count\n[01:42.00] Coughin' out blood\n[01:43.41] Dropping weight\n[01:44.59] Like I lost an ounce\n[01:45.91] Throwin' words and tossin' nouns\n[01:47.82] NY travellin', I'm Boston bound\n[01:50.40] Bossin' 'round homies\n[01:52.13] And talkin' down to shorties while I'm jottin' down\n[01:54.85] Notes to spit to Harlem crowns\n[01:56.80] Surfin' through the Harlem crowds\n[01:58.42] At the crib I'm fallin' down\n[02:00.22] Yeah, I'm steady crawlin' 'round\n[02:02.15] I'm callin' out to God\n[02:03.72] Your little angels fallin' down\n[02:05.86] Save me from my darkened cloud\n[02:07.60] Reach your hands and arms around\n[02:13.89] Non, laisse-moi\n[02:14.95] Mais qu'est-ce que tu as aujourd'hui?\n[02:16.49] J'ai que les hommes me dégoûtent\n[02:18.59] Vous ne pensez qu'à ça\n[02:22.95] Well it's been a long time, long time now\n[02:30.24] Since I've seen your smile\n[02:37.44] And I'll gamble away my fright\n[02:44.64] And I'll gamble away my 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":36629097,"name":"Long Time II Feat. Nico Segal","trackName":"Long Time II Feat. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? Where's your head at?\n[03:24.20] Singing my shit like you just said that\n[03:25.91] Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n[03:28.12] Young ass nigga where you headed?\n[03:29.53] Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n[03:33.19] Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n[03:49.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Long Time II Feat. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.62] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.86] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.34] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.11] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.27] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.61] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.92] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.84] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.05] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.43] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.66] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.15] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.69] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.22] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.16] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.17] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.15] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.87] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.00] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.87] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.33] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.00] We miss you\n[02:38.40] \n[03:00.57] 10 Day\n[03:05.95] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.02] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.00] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.45] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.91] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.67] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":15020236,"name":"Long Time II","trackName":"Long Time II","artistName":"Chance the Rapper; Nico Segal","albumName":"10 Day","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\nOr change language and subject change up\nHer boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\nThings ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\nI saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\nYou don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\nBut people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\nMoney saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\nYou droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\nLike how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\nYou better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\nLet your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n\nLong Time now since I seen you smile\nLong Time, Long Time now\nSince I seen you smile\nAnd it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\nSince I seen you smile\n\nDropping tapes 'till I lost the count\nCoughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\nThrowing words and tossing nouns\nNY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\nAnd talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\nNotes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\nAt the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\nI'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\nSave me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n\nLong time Long Time now since I seen your smile\nWe miss you\n\n10 Day\nIt's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\nSince a goof ass nigga done tried me\nLabel niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\nFood and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\nSometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n\nWhere's your head at? Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":14518389,"name":"Long Time II Feat. Nico Segal (Prod. By THEMPeople)","trackName":"Long Time II Feat. Nico Segal (Prod. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":10306898,"name":"Long Time II (Feat.. Nico Segal) [Prod. By THEMPeople & Peter CottonTale]","trackName":"Long Time II (Feat.. Nico Segal) [Prod. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":3684206,"name":"Long Time II","trackName":"Long Time II","artistName":"Chance the Rapper feat. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":10037646,"name":"Long Time II","trackName":"Long Time II","artistName":"Chance the Rapper feat. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? Where's your head at?\n[03:24.20] Singing my shit like you just said that\n[03:25.91] Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n[03:28.12] Young ass nigga where you headed?\n[03:29.53] Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n[03:33.19] Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n[03:49.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Long Time II\n artist: Chance the Rapper feat. 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Where's your head at?\n start_ms: 200600\n end_ms: 204200\n- text: Singing my shit like you just said that\n start_ms: 204200\n end_ms: 205910\n- text: Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n start_ms: 205910\n end_ms: 208120\n- text: Young ass nigga where you headed?\n start_ms: 208120\n end_ms: 209530\n- text: Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n start_ms: 209530\n end_ms: 213190\n- text: Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n start_ms: 213190\n end_ms: 229880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 229880\nplain: |-\n I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n Or change language and subject change up\n Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n\n Long Time now since I seen you smile\n Long Time, Long Time now\n Since I seen you smile\n And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n Since I seen you smile\n\n Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n Throwing words and tossing nouns\n NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n\n Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n We miss you\n\n 10 Day\n It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n\n Where's your head at? Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"},{"id":6826643,"name":"Long Time II (ft. Nico Segal) [prod. by THEMPeople and Peter CottonTale]","trackName":"Long Time II (ft. 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Where's your head at?\nSinging my shit like you just said that\nWanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\nYoung ass nigga where you headed?\nLong time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\nJust thank God that we made it, wah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.66] I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n[00:32.70] Or change language and subject change up\n[00:35.89] Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n[00:39.56] Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n[00:42.88] I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n[00:46.37] You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n[00:50.12] But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n[00:54.22] Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n[00:57.67] You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n[01:00.96] Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n[01:04.64] You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n[01:07.86] Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n[01:13.41] Long Time now since I seen you smile\n[01:26.06] Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:32.58] Since I seen you smile\n[01:39.46] And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n[01:46.65] Since I seen you smile\n[01:54.13] Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n[01:56.64] Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n[02:00.20] Throwing words and tossing nouns\n[02:02.18] NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n[02:06.14] And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n[02:09.19] Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n[02:12.84] At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n[02:16.08] I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n[02:19.81] Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n[02:23.36] Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n[02:36.05] We miss you\n[03:00.56] 10 Day\n[03:05.92] It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n[03:08.05] Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n[03:10.03] Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n[03:13.42] Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n[03:16.94] Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n[03:20.60] Where's your head at? 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Where's your head at?\n start_ms: 200600\n end_ms: 204200\n- text: Singing my shit like you just said that\n start_ms: 204200\n end_ms: 205910\n- text: Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n start_ms: 205910\n end_ms: 208120\n- text: Young ass nigga where you headed?\n start_ms: 208120\n end_ms: 209530\n- text: Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n start_ms: 209530\n end_ms: 213190\n- text: Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n start_ms: 213190\n end_ms: 229880\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 229880\nplain: |-\n I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up\n Or change language and subject change up\n Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers\n Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous\n I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water\n You don't think I felt your hand on my head yelling, \"call his father\"\n But people don't hear ghost, so how they gon' play me?\n Money saved me, so I'm a do the same thing\n You droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit\n Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift?\n You better not miss this, overdose dope and mix this\n Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it\n\n Long Time now since I seen you smile\n Long Time, Long Time now\n Since I seen you smile\n And it's been a Long Time, Long Time now\n Since I seen you smile\n\n Dropping tapes 'till I lost the count\n Coughing out blood, dropping weight like I lost an ounce\n Throwing words and tossing nouns\n NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies\n And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down\n Notes to spit to Harlem crowds, surfing through the Harlem crowds\n At the crib I'm falling down, I'm on the floor crawling 'round\n I'm calling out to God, \"You're little angel's falling down\n Save me from my darkened cloud, reach your hands and arms around\"\n\n Long time Long Time now since I seen your smile\n We miss you\n\n 10 Day\n It's been a really, really Long Time, Long Time\n Since a goof ass nigga done tried me\n Label niggas wanna sign me and lame ol' nigga wanna buy me\n Food and weed and drink and shit, just as long as you inkin' shit\n Sometimes I can't pay for food cause sometimes I can't think of shit\n\n Where's your head at? Where's your head at?\n Singing my shit like you just said that\n Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that?\n Young ass nigga where you headed?\n Long time to get famous, life's whatever you make it\n Just thank God that we made it, wah!\n"}]