[{"id":30506029,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"Jim Legxacy","duration":199.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat’s left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (Inside with a—)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave\n  album: Jim Legxacy\n  duration_ms: 199000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What’s left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (Inside with a—)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":29975799,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":180.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat’s left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (Inside with a—)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave\n  album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n  duration_ms: 180000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What’s left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (Inside with a—)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":24454491,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat’s left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (Inside with a—)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave\n  album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n  duration_ms: 198000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What’s left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (Inside with a—)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":37780874,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"RAP ANGLAIS - UK RAP 2026","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat’s left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (Inside with a—)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave\n  album: RAP ANGLAIS - UK RAP 2026\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned ’gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she’ll wheelie (Haha)\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there’s\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that’s been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What’s left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I’m praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (No, no, no, yeah)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shoppin' in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built somethin' I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (Inside with a—)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":34446694,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave (403)","albumName":"The Boy Who Played The Harp","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.76] Weapons\n[00:02.85] No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n[00:07.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:11.27] What's left for me?\n[00:15.32] And I said\n[00:16.49] Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n[00:20.03] She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n[00:23.62] I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n[00:27.17] Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n[00:30.79] Life never showed me the T's and C's\n[00:32.70] Never showed me the decency\n[00:34.41] Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n[00:36.42] I been locked in with no sleep\n[00:38.12] Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n[00:41.40] South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n[00:45.49] Weapons\n[00:47.86] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[00:51.76] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:55.54] What's left for me?\n[00:59.51] And I said weapons\n[01:02.67] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[01:06.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[01:10.42] What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n[01:14.14] And I said\n[01:15.24] I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n[01:18.81] Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n[01:22.45] Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n[01:26.38] Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n[01:30.63] Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n[01:33.46] What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n[01:37.05] Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n[01:38.99] Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n[01:41.72] Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n[01:44.66] I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n[01:48.47] I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n[01:52.35] Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n[01:56.86] But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n[01:59.70] God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n[02:03.57] Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n[02:07.03] I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n[02:10.61] So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n[02:14.07] Weapons\n[02:16.55] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:20.22] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:24.40] What's left for me?\n[02:25.45] Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n[02:27.21] And the guys and we stepped inside\n[02:28.37] And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n[02:31.12] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:35.06] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:39.18] What's left for me?\n[02:42.09] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:44.57] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:49.60] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:51.63] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:57.21] I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n[03:00.71] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[03:04.48] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[03:08.50] What's left for me?\n[03:09.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave (403)\n  album: The Boy Who Played The Harp\n  duration_ms: 198000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Weapons\n  start_ms: 760\n  end_ms: 2850\n- text: No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n  start_ms: 2850\n  end_ms: 7410\n- text: My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  start_ms: 7410\n  end_ms: 11270\n- text: What's left for me?\n  start_ms: 11270\n  end_ms: 15320\n- text: And I said\n  start_ms: 15320\n  end_ms: 16490\n- text: Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  start_ms: 16490\n  end_ms: 20030\n- text: She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n  start_ms: 20030\n  end_ms: 23620\n- text: I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  start_ms: 23620\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 30790\n- text: Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  start_ms: 30790\n  end_ms: 32700\n- text: Never showed me the decency\n  start_ms: 32700\n  end_ms: 34410\n- text: Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  start_ms: 34410\n  end_ms: 36420\n- text: I been locked in with no sleep\n  start_ms: 36420\n  end_ms: 38120\n- text: Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  start_ms: 38120\n  end_ms: 41400\n- text: South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n  start_ms: 41400\n  end_ms: 45490\n- text: Weapons\n  start_ms: 45490\n  end_ms: 47860\n- text: No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  start_ms: 47860\n  end_ms: 51760\n- text: My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  start_ms: 51760\n  end_ms: 55540\n- text: What's left for me?\n  start_ms: 55540\n  end_ms: 59510\n- text: And I said weapons\n  start_ms: 59510\n  end_ms: 62670\n- text: No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  start_ms: 62670\n  end_ms: 66410\n- text: My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  start_ms: 66410\n  end_ms: 70420\n- text: What's left for me? 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":35645893,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave & Tems","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.76] Weapons\n[00:02.85] No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n[00:07.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:11.27] What's left for me?\n[00:15.32] And I said\n[00:16.49] Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n[00:20.03] She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n[00:23.62] I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n[00:27.17] Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n[00:30.79] Life never showed me the T's and C's\n[00:32.70] Never showed me the decency\n[00:34.41] Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n[00:36.42] I been locked in with no sleep\n[00:38.12] Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n[00:41.40] South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n[00:45.49] Weapons\n[00:47.86] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[00:51.76] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:55.54] What's left for me?\n[00:59.51] And I said weapons\n[01:02.67] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[01:06.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[01:10.42] What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n[01:14.14] And I said\n[01:15.24] I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n[01:18.81] Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n[01:22.45] Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n[01:26.38] Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n[01:30.63] Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n[01:33.46] What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n[01:37.05] Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n[01:38.99] Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n[01:41.72] Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n[01:44.66] I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n[01:48.47] I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n[01:52.35] Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n[01:56.86] But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n[01:59.70] God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n[02:03.57] Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n[02:07.03] I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n[02:10.61] So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n[02:14.07] Weapons\n[02:16.55] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:20.22] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:24.40] What's left for me?\n[02:25.45] Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n[02:27.21] And the guys and we stepped inside\n[02:28.37] And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n[02:31.12] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:35.06] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:39.18] What's left for me?\n[02:42.09] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:44.57] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:49.60] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:51.63] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:57.21] I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n[03:00.71] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[03:04.48] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[03:08.50] What's left for me?\n[03:09.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave & Tems\n  album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n  duration_ms: 198000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Weapons\n  start_ms: 760\n  end_ms: 2850\n- text: No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n  start_ms: 2850\n  end_ms: 7410\n- text: My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  start_ms: 7410\n  end_ms: 11270\n- text: What's left for me?\n  start_ms: 11270\n  end_ms: 15320\n- text: And I said\n  start_ms: 15320\n  end_ms: 16490\n- text: Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  start_ms: 16490\n  end_ms: 20030\n- text: She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n  start_ms: 20030\n  end_ms: 23620\n- text: I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  start_ms: 23620\n  end_ms: 27170\n- text: Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n  start_ms: 27170\n  end_ms: 30790\n- text: Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  start_ms: 30790\n  end_ms: 32700\n- text: Never showed me the decency\n  start_ms: 32700\n  end_ms: 34410\n- text: Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  start_ms: 34410\n  end_ms: 36420\n- text: I been locked in with no sleep\n  start_ms: 36420\n  end_ms: 38120\n- text: Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  start_ms: 38120\n  end_ms: 41400\n- text: South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n  start_ms: 41400\n  end_ms: 45490\n- text: Weapons\n  start_ms: 45490\n  end_ms: 47860\n- text: No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  start_ms: 47860\n  end_ms: 51760\n- text: My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  start_ms: 51760\n  end_ms: 55540\n- text: What's left for me?\n  start_ms: 55540\n  end_ms: 59510\n- text: And I said weapons\n  start_ms: 59510\n  end_ms: 62670\n- text: No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  start_ms: 62670\n  end_ms: 66410\n- text: My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  start_ms: 66410\n  end_ms: 70420\n- text: What's left for me? 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":24903413,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave, Jim Legxacy","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave, Jim Legxacy\n  album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":25459774,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave/Jim Legxacy","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":198.29551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave/Jim Legxacy\n  album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n  duration_ms: 198296\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":38770921,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave, Jim Legxacy","albumName":"RAP ANGLAIS - UK RAP 2026","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said\n\nGo check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\nShe got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\nI got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\nYeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\nLife never showed me the T's and C's\nNever showed me the decency\nBad lil' one like Alicia Keys\nI been locked in with no sleep\nMum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\nSouth London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nAnd I said weapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave, Jim Legxacy\n  album: RAP ANGLAIS - UK RAP 2026\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said\n\n  Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n  She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n  I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n  Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n\n  Life never showed me the T's and C's\n  Never showed me the decency\n  Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n  I been locked in with no sleep\n  Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n  South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  And I said weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":25448428,"name":"No Weapons","trackName":"No Weapons","artistName":"Dave feat. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.76] Weapons\n[00:02.85] No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n[00:07.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:11.27] What's left for me?\n[00:15.32] And I said\n[00:16.49] Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n[00:20.03] She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n[00:23.62] I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n[00:27.17] Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n[00:30.79] Life never showed me the T's and C's\n[00:32.70] Never showed me the decency\n[00:34.41] Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n[00:36.42] I been locked in with no sleep\n[00:38.12] Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n[00:41.40] South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n[00:45.49] Weapons\n[00:47.86] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[00:51.76] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:55.54] What's left for me?\n[00:59.51] And I said weapons\n[01:02.67] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[01:06.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[01:10.42] What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n[01:14.14] And I said\n[01:15.24] I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n[01:18.81] Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n[01:22.45] Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n[01:26.38] Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n[01:30.63] Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n[01:33.46] What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n[01:37.05] Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n[01:38.99] Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n[01:41.72] Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n[01:44.66] I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n[01:48.47] I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n[01:52.35] Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n[01:56.86] But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n[01:59.70] God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n[02:03.57] Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n[02:07.03] I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n[02:10.61] So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n[02:14.07] Weapons\n[02:16.55] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:20.22] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:24.40] What's left for me?\n[02:25.45] Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n[02:27.21] And the guys and we stepped inside\n[02:28.37] And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n[02:31.12] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:35.06] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:39.18] What's left for me?\n[02:42.09] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:44.57] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:49.60] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:51.63] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:57.21] I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n[03:00.71] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[03:04.48] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[03:08.50] What's left for me?\n[03:09.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons\n  artist: Dave feat. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":24564507,"name":"No Weapons (feat. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.78] Weapons\n[00:02.80] No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n[00:07.49] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:11.26] What's left for me?\n[00:15.34] And I said\n[00:16.49] Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n[00:20.09] She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n[00:23.63] I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n[00:27.10] Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n[00:30.76] Life never showed me the T's and C's\n[00:32.79] Never showed me the decency\n[00:34.47] Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n[00:36.49] I been locked in with no sleep\n[00:38.14] Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n[00:41.40] South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n[00:45.41] Weapons\n[00:47.89] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[00:51.71] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:55.52] What's left for me?\n[00:59.50] And I said weapons\n[01:02.63] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[01:06.45] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[01:10.40] What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n[01:14.12] And I said\n[01:15.22] I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n[01:18.85] Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n[01:22.42] Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n[01:26.36] Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n[01:30.60] Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n[01:33.49] What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n[01:37.05] Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n[01:38.98] Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n[01:41.79] Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n[01:44.65] I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n[01:48.44] I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n[01:52.34] Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n[01:56.84] But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n[01:59.74] God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n[02:03.58] Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n[02:07.04] I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n[02:10.62] So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n[02:14.07] Weapons\n[02:16.52] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:20.22] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:24.44] What's left for me?\n[02:25.46] Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n[02:27.27] And the guys and we stepped inside\n[02:28.39] And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n[02:31.19] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:35.02] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:39.12] What's left for me?\n[02:42.08] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:44.58] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:49.60] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:51.60] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:57.26] I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n[03:00.73] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[03:04.46] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[03:08.52] What's left for me?\n[03:11.85] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons (feat. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":34586072,"name":"No Weapons ft. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.76] Weapons\n[00:02.85] No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n[00:07.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:11.27] What's left for me?\n[00:15.32] And I said\n[00:16.49] Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n[00:20.03] She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n[00:23.62] I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n[00:27.17] Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n[00:30.79] Life never showed me the T's and C's\n[00:32.70] Never showed me the decency\n[00:34.41] Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n[00:36.42] I been locked in with no sleep\n[00:38.12] Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n[00:41.40] South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n[00:45.49] Weapons\n[00:47.86] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[00:51.76] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:55.54] What's left for me?\n[00:59.51] And I said weapons\n[01:02.67] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[01:06.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[01:10.42] What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n[01:14.14] And I said\n[01:15.24] I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n[01:18.81] Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n[01:22.45] Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n[01:26.38] Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n[01:30.63] Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n[01:33.46] What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n[01:37.05] Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n[01:38.99] Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n[01:41.72] Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n[01:44.66] I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n[01:48.47] I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n[01:52.35] Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n[01:56.86] But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n[01:59.70] God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n[02:03.57] Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n[02:07.03] I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n[02:10.61] So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n[02:14.07] Weapons\n[02:16.55] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:20.22] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:24.40] What's left for me?\n[02:25.45] Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n[02:27.21] And the guys and we stepped inside\n[02:28.37] And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n[02:31.12] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:35.06] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:39.18] What's left for me?\n[02:42.09] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:44.57] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:49.60] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:51.63] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:57.21] I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n[03:00.71] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[03:04.48] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[03:08.50] What's left for me?\n[03:09.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons ft. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"},{"id":25656645,"name":"No Weapons (feat. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\nAnd I said\n\nI'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\nYeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\nAny tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\nWaiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\nJot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\nWhat you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\nSlow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\nCut through South West on a low-key, huh\nCorden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\nI'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\nI got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\nStill want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\nBut at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\nGod, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\nCan't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\nI just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\nSo her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\nWeapons\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\nTryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\nAnd the guys and we stepped inside\nAnd I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?\n\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\nSellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\nI was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\nNo weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\nMy niggas had to take a risk and prosper\nWhat's left for me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.76] Weapons\n[00:02.85] No weapon that's been fashioned against me shall prosper\n[00:07.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:11.27] What's left for me?\n[00:15.32] And I said\n[00:16.49] Go check man's CV, hand ting in a LV, speedy\n[00:20.03] She got a BBL, if I put that chick on a BMX, now she'll wheelie\n[00:23.62] I got it on me if you see me, and mandem are getting too touchy-feely\n[00:27.17] Yeah, speaking freely, I left her behind cah my people need me, and\n[00:30.79] Life never showed me the T's and C's\n[00:32.70] Never showed me the decency\n[00:34.41] Bad lil' one like Alicia Keys\n[00:36.42] I been locked in with no sleep\n[00:38.12] Mum said, \"Back by the evening, please\", we don't need them streets, they're the reason\n[00:41.40] South London is RIP's and 3s and G's and a cam for my Jesus piece, there's\n[00:45.49] Weapons\n[00:47.86] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[00:51.76] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[00:55.54] What's left for me?\n[00:59.51] And I said weapons\n[01:02.67] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[01:06.41] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[01:10.42] What's left for me? (No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n[01:14.14] And I said\n[01:15.24] I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n[01:18.81] Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n[01:22.45] Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n[01:26.38] Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n[01:30.63] Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n[01:33.46] What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n[01:37.05] Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n[01:38.99] Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n[01:41.72] Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n[01:44.66] I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n[01:48.47] I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n[01:52.35] Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n[01:56.86] But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n[01:59.70] God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n[02:03.57] Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n[02:07.03] I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n[02:10.61] So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n[02:14.07] Weapons\n[02:16.55] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:20.22] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:24.40] What's left for me?\n[02:25.45] Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n[02:27.21] And the guys and we stepped inside\n[02:28.37] And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n[02:31.12] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[02:35.06] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[02:39.18] What's left for me?\n[02:42.09] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:44.57] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:49.60] I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n[02:51.63] Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n[02:57.21] I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n[03:00.71] No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n[03:04.48] My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n[03:08.50] What's left for me?\n[03:09.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Weapons (feat. 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(No weapon that is formed against me shall-shall pro-prosper)\n  And I said\n\n  I'm praying for more life, more money, more success, more stacks for them\n  Yeah, more platinum plaques for them, this didn't happen by accident\n  Any tongue that rise against me gonna fall, and that's why a man can't chat to them (no, no, no)\n  Waiter talkin' 'bout minimum spend, rudeboy, I'm tryna find out the maximum\n  Jot that down, been there, so I can't pop that down\n  What you know about mum ain't got cash, so you gotta go shopping in lost and found?\n  Slow down, rudeboy, you don't know me\n  Cut through South West on a low-key, huh\n  Corden's on my estate, we doin' Carpool Karaoke\n\n  I'm in the middle of the party, but I don't dance in France, yeah\n  I got a sexy one tryna flirt and distract me from the righteous path\n  Still want one of them Clermont Twins, the allegations are dark, huh\n  But at least I know she gon' do me and my darg\n  God, forgive me, I don't mean that, let me face my Bible and sing my Psalms\n  Can't let nobody read my palms, ain't no none of them paigon beliefs\n  I just wanna say that I built something I can give to my kids, that I gave to my niece\n  So her name's on a lease, and my mumsy's words are the prayers that we keep, and they sound like\n\n  Weapons\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n  Tryna find what's find what's left inside in the dorms\n  And the guys and we stepped inside\n  And I said weapons (stepped inside with a-)\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj on the Eastside\n  Sellin' that K on the Westside, just tryna graduate\n  I was baggin' up buj with the weapons\n\n  No weapon that's been fashioned 'gainst me shall prosper\n  My niggas had to take a risk and prosper\n  What's left for me?\n"}]