[{"id":34720646,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Make Them Pay","duration":294.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Make Them Pay\n  duration_ms: 294000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":33846457,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Make Them Pay","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Make Them Pay\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":34597148,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake - Topic","albumName":"Make Them Pay","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Free)\nYeah (free)\n\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a Dream Hotel before I was in the loop, like a carabiner, yeah\n\nAnd shout out to all the sweet tings from Willamina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man\nWell, I mean, you're kinda genius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they really mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements\n\nIndustry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader\nAnd shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\n\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten toes and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n\nHow can you press the ignition\nAnd let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history\nBut if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a Big Three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen\nIt was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT, and we gotta test the position\n\nDamn, who is this guy for real?\nI guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\n\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at The One before I was in the loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee Dee and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones\nThat credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in\n'Cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent\nThey should let him leave, yeah\n\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\nFree\n\n(Free, free)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.06] (Free)\n[00:05.11] Yeah (free)\n[00:06.19] I just wanna be free\n[00:09.16] I just wanna be free\n[00:14.38] Free\n[00:17.20] Free\n[00:20.45] I just wanna be free\n[00:24.64] Yeah, look\n[00:27.45] Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n[00:30.55] I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n[00:33.45] I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n[00:36.38] I was in a Dream Hotel before I was in the loop, like a carabiner, yeah\n[00:42.25] And shout out to all the sweet tings from Willamina\n[00:44.81] Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man\n[00:47.78] Well, I mean, you're kinda genius\"\n[00:49.73] And like Dipset, they really mean it, yeah\n[00:53.42] I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements\n[00:58.24] Industry is really evil\n[01:00.27] And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n[01:03.87] LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n[01:07.30] Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n[01:12.08] These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n[01:15.23] I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n[01:20.53] But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n[01:23.58] Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n[01:27.09] I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n[01:32.00] And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n[01:36.70] I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n[01:41.57] And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n[01:45.74] Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader\n[01:49.07] And shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n[01:51.32] Yeah, fuck the chatter\n[01:52.95] Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n[01:55.76] They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n[01:58.89] My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n[02:01.88] Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n[02:04.87] Me, I stood ten toes and accepted the mission\n[02:08.57] 'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n[02:11.26] How can you press the ignition\n[02:12.93] And let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n[02:15.71] I love you 'cause of the history\n[02:17.96] But if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n[02:20.95] And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n[02:25.89] Fuck a Big Three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen\n[02:29.25] It was a mess to begin with, yeah\n[02:31.69] And now they got a new GOAT, and we gotta test the position\n[02:34.92] Damn, who is this guy for real?\n[02:36.88] I guess a magician\n[02:38.13] Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n[02:42.48] Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n[02:44.05] 'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n[02:46.84] I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n[02:49.87] I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n[02:52.97] I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n[02:55.65] I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n[02:58.66] And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n[03:01.67] Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n[03:05.75] And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n[03:07.77] The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n[03:10.43] And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n[03:13.99] But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n[03:18.84] I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n[03:22.55] I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n[03:25.54] I was in Hazelton at The One before I was in the loop like a set of keys\n[03:30.49] Shout out to Cherokee Dee and Skyy Black\n[03:33.34] 'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n[03:38.32] Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n[03:42.84] And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n[03:46.41] I gave you everything you ever need\n[03:48.28] But let me find out the Amex the only ones\n[03:51.08] That credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n[03:54.32] My sixth sense is kickin' in\n[03:56.43] 'Cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n[03:59.32] And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n[04:01.61] To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n[04:06.19] I'm better off 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I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":35281159,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Drake - Iceman (2026 Hip Hop Rap) [Flac 24-48] - 07. 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I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Drake - Iceman (2026 Hip Hop Rap) [Flac 24-48] - 07. Drake - Make Them Pay\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":35283875,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN [2026] [Hi-Res] [FLAC-24Bit]-Sc4r3cr0w - 07. 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I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN [2026] [Hi-Res] [FLAC-24Bit]-Sc4r3cr0w - 07. Make Them Pay\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":33735807,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Drake","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Drake\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":35835598,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Drake","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Drake\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":33818638,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Drake Videos","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Drake Videos\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? 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surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My nigga run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your nigga run and talk to Hov for a second 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I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get posessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee Dee and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out that Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free, free\n"},{"id":33714739,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":301.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 301000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":33714821,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"5:02","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: 5:02\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":35903267,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":228.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 228000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":36002400,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 250000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":36042616,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":80.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 80000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":35903226,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":50.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 50000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":35956441,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":208.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":36002381,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"},{"id":36042664,"name":"Make Them Pay","trackName":"Make Them Pay","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"ICEMAN","duration":280.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nFree\nFree (Yeah)\nFree\n\n[Refrain]\nI just wanna be free\nI just wanna be free\nFree\nFree\nI just wanna be free\n\n[Verse]\nYeah, look\nAlbany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\nI done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\nI remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\nI was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\nAnd shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\nWho tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\nAnd like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\nI need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\nAnd I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\nLA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\nDon't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\nThese niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\nI rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\nBut I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\nOther than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\nI'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\nAnd ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\nI'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\nAnd don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\nNow you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\nYeah, fuck the chatter\nSince 2009, as I climb the ladder\nThey envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\nMy niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\nYour niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\nMe, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\nHow can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\nI love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\nAnd you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\nFuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\nAnd now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\nDamn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\nHundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\nWell, maybe I'm best as the villain\n'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\nI got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\nI got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\nI am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\nI got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\nAnd that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\nDog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\nAnd, Khaled, you know what I mean\nThe beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\nAnd your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\nBut apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\nI'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\nI'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\nI was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\nShout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\nNow the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\nAnd apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\nI gave you everything you ever need\nBut let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\nMy sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\nAnd that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\nTo let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\nI'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\nYou might also like\nShabang\nDrake\nRan To Atlanta\nDrake, Future & Molly Santana\nBurning Bridges\nDrake\n[Refrain]\n'Cause I just wanna be free\nFree, free, free\nFree\nI just wanna be free, free, free\n\n[Outro]\nFree, free","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Make Them Pay\n  artist: Drake\n  album: ICEMAN\n  duration_ms: 280000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Free\n  Free (Yeah)\n  Free\n\n  [Refrain]\n  I just wanna be free\n  I just wanna be free\n  Free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free\n\n  [Verse]\n  Yeah, look\n  Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas\n  I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas\n  I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina\n  I was in a dream hotel before I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah\n  And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina\n  Who tell me at the white party, \"Drake, I love the album, man, well, I mean, you're kinda gеnius\"\n  And like Dipset, they rеally mean it, yeah\n  I need compliments 'cause lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements, industry is really evil\n  And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles\n  LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people\n  Don't be surprised, you see the whole YM in CA just like The Village People\n  These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters\n  I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern\n  But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper\n  Other than me talking 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars\n  I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah\n  And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it\n  I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater\n  And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either\n  Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader and shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people\n  Yeah, fuck the chatter\n  Since 2009, as I climb the ladder\n  They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered\n  My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison\n  Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion\n  Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission\n  'Cause I'd much rather death than submission\n  How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?\n  I love you 'cause of the history, but if we bein' real, I could never forgive you\n  And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real\n  Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen, it was a mess to begin with, yeah\n  And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position\n  Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician\n  Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas\n  Well, maybe I'm best as the villain\n  'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions\n  I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia\n  I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas\n  I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas\n  I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed\n  And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between\n  Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed\n  And, Khaled, you know what I mean\n  The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen\n  And your people are still waitin' for a free Palestine\n  But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn\n  I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme\n  I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese\n  I was in Hazelton at the One before I was in the Loop like a set of keys\n  Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black\n  'Cause they was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez\n  Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese\n  And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas\n  I gave you everything you ever need\n  But let me find out the Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be\n  My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me\n  And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts\n  To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory\n  I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah\n  You might also like\n  Shabang\n  Drake\n  Ran To Atlanta\n  Drake, Future & Molly Santana\n  Burning Bridges\n  Drake\n  [Refrain]\n  'Cause I just wanna be free\n  Free, free, free\n  Free\n  I just wanna be free, free, free\n\n  [Outro]\n  Free, free\n"}]