[{"id":14846121,"name":"Cold Summer","trackName":"Cold Summer","artistName":"Fabolous","albumName":"Fabolous Songs","duration":272.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You ever have a cold in the summer?\nThat shit be the worse\nIt gets better though\n\nHow they turn a top dog to an underdog?\nIt's a cold world even in the summer, dawg\nLike a hunnid missed calls in my number log\nI talk to God 'fore I talk to people from them blogs\nGotta see through it when it's thick as London fog\nI'm from the city, baby, I done grew up under Small\nNot to bring up old shit, I'm not a plunger, dawg\nNo dalmatian but I come through with a hunnid, dawg\nAnd they don't bark, they bite\nLet it spark, they might\nGotta walk straight, right?\nTurn the dark to daylight\nLet 'em talk, they right\nIn your heart, stay light\nPlay your part, stay tight\nBosses park where they like\nDon't you let them trick you out your spot and put that guy on\nRather cut 'em off and let a bygone be a bygone\nWhen you ballin', you that nigga that they got they eye on\nSo I think I know just how it feel to be a Zion\nBustin' out sneakers (Bustin' out sneakers), swingin' on rims (Swingin' on rims)\nBeing number one, bringing on M's\nHope the Knicks get him, I'ma bring him Timb's\nTell 'em lace his boots, I'ma give a king some gems\nLike look (Like look), you the great hope and a scapegoat\nYou gon' have to make quotes and take notes\nAnd some can't take smoke so they may choke\nBut those who learn to make boats, stay afloat\n\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nDevil tryna take ya soul from ya\nCallin' but he got my old number\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nDevil tryna take ya soul from ya\nCallin' but he got my old number\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nI'm chillin' for the whole summer\nNo feelings for the whole summer\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nI'm chillin' for the whole summer\nNo feelings for the whole summer\n\nThe media promoting fake, they just stampin' and shit\nYou don't wanna see us beef then stop ampin' and shit\nThey was giving Meek an L, said he wouldn't prevail\nNext thing you know that boy was in a championship\nSo everyday I'm goin' in, I'm on some vampire shit\nAnd every night I'm in my bag like I'm campin' and shit\nThe trenches that we grew up in need to know you can win\nSo you see me in my hood on my champion shit\nSee a minor setback, breed a major get back\nIf I lose it ain't over, I be yelling bet back\nI come from where they take it, you might never get back\nGotta shoutout New Jersey, y'all won't get the Nets back\nPlay for keeps 'round here, Prada's deep 'round here\nShooters creep 'round here, hard to sleep 'round here\nLife cheap 'round here, Grim Reap' 'round here\nSpilled milk get wiped up, we don't weep 'round here\nWe just goin' harder, we raisin' sons and growin' daughters\nCame a long way and workin' on going farther\nGrew up not knowing fathers, seeing no one bother\nBut know my story gets better 'cause I know the author\nKeep readin' it's a comeback story\nI told her that if you leave don't ever come back shawty\nI be sayin' word to Mother, she the one that taught me\nKarma is a bitch who hoes around and come back for me—Cold\n\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nDevil tryna take ya soul from ya\nCallin' but he got my old number\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nDevil tryna take ya soul from ya\nCallin' but he got my old number\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nI'm chillin' for the whole summer\nNo feelings for the whole summer\nOh-oh-oh\nIt's gon' be a cold summer\nI'm chillin' for the whole summer\nNo feelings for the whole summer\n\nI just feel like life is hot and cold\nUps and downs, back and forth\nWins and losses\nIt's gon' be some sunshine and it's gon' some rain\nAnd when it rain, it pours\nBut ask yourself, can you weather the storm until the sun shines again?","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.18] You ever have a cold in the summer?\n[00:16.10] That shit be the worse\n[00:20.55] It gets better though\n[00:22.25] How they turn a top dog to an underdog?\n[00:25.95] It's a cold world even in the summer, dawg\n[00:28.45] Like a hunnid missed calls in my number log\n[00:31.18] I talk to God 'fore I talk to people from them blogs\n[00:33.82] Gotta see through it when it's thick as London fog\n[00:36.62] I'm from the city, baby, I done grew up under Small\n[00:39.33] Not to bring up old shit, I'm not a plunger, dawg\n[00:42.08] No dalmatian but I come through with a hunnid, dawg\n[00:44.53] And they don't bark, they bite\n[00:46.00] Let it spark, they might\n[00:47.12] Gotta walk straight, right?\n[00:49.03] Turn the dark to daylight\n[00:50.18] Let 'em talk, they right\n[00:51.47] In your heart, stay light\n[00:52.65] Play your part, stay tight\n[00:53.89] Bosses park where they like\n[00:55.43] Don't you let them trick you out your spot and put that guy on\n[00:57.77] Rather cut 'em off and let a bygone be a bygone\n[01:00.56] When you ballin', you that nigga that they got they eye on\n[01:03.45] So I think I know just how it feel to be a Zion\n[01:06.03] Bustin' out sneakers (Bustin' out sneakers), swingin' on rims (Swingin' on rims)\n[01:09.35] Being number one, bringing on M's\n[01:11.54] Hope the Knicks get him, I'ma bring him Timb's\n[01:14.20] Tell 'em lace his boots, I'ma give a king some gems\n[01:17.06] Like look (Like look), you the great hope and a scapegoat\n[01:20.57] You gon' have to make quotes and take notes\n[01:23.31] And some can't take smoke so they may choke\n[01:26.08] But those who learn to make boats, stay afloat\n[01:28.75] Oh-oh-oh\n[01:31.51] It's gon' be a cold summer\n[01:33.83] Devil tryna take ya soul from ya\n[01:36.41] Callin' but he got my old number\n[01:39.07] Oh-oh-oh\n[01:41.99] It's gon' be a cold summer\n[01:45.19] Devil tryna take ya soul from ya\n[01:47.49] Callin' but he got my old number\n[01:50.22] Oh-oh-oh\n[01:53.83] It's gon' be a cold summer\n[01:55.48] I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n[01:58.35] No feelings for the whole summer\n[02:01.14] Oh-oh-oh\n[02:04.60] It's gon' be a cold summer\n[02:06.79] I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n[02:09.42] No feelings for the whole summer\n[02:12.08] The media promoting fake, they just stampin' and shit\n[02:14.26] You don't wanna see us beef then stop ampin' and shit\n[02:16.92] They was giving Meek an L, said he wouldn't prevail\n[02:19.71] Next thing you know that boy was in a championship\n[02:22.52] So everyday I'm goin' in, I'm on some vampire shit\n[02:25.39] And every night I'm in my bag like I'm campin' and shit\n[02:28.07] The trenches that we grew up in need to know you can win\n[02:30.66] So you see me in my hood on my champion shit\n[02:33.64] See a minor setback, breed a major get back\n[02:36.01] If I lose it ain't over, I be yelling bet back\n[02:39.15] I come from where they take it, you might never get back\n[02:41.60] Gotta shoutout New Jersey, y'all won't get the Nets back\n[02:44.48] Play for 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ya\n[03:36.23] Callin' but he got my old number\n[03:38.73] Oh-oh-oh\n[03:42.48] It's gon' be a cold summer\n[03:44.65] I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n[03:47.25] No feelings for the whole summer\n[03:49.57] Oh-oh-oh\n[03:52.92] It's gon' be a cold summer\n[03:55.11] I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n[03:57.81] No feelings for the whole summer\n[04:01.95] \n[04:08.34] I just feel like life is hot and cold\n[04:10.56] Ups and downs, back and forth\n[04:14.92] Wins and losses\n[04:16.42] It's gon' be some sunshine and it's gon' some rain\n[04:21.13] And when it rain, it pours\n[04:23.41] But ask yourself, can you weather the storm until the sun shines again?\n[04:27.02] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cold Summer\n  artist: Fabolous\n  album: Fabolous Songs\n  duration_ms: 272000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You ever have a cold in the summer?\n  start_ms: 14180\n  end_ms: 16100\n- text: That shit be the worse\n  start_ms: 16100\n  end_ms: 20550\n- 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225640\n- text: No feelings for the whole summer\n  start_ms: 225640\n  end_ms: 228450\n- text: Oh-oh-oh\n  start_ms: 228450\n  end_ms: 231070\n- text: It's gon' be a cold summer\n  start_ms: 231070\n  end_ms: 233670\n- text: I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n  start_ms: 233670\n  end_ms: 236640\n- text: No feelings for the whole summer\n  start_ms: 236640\n  end_ms: 240780\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 240780\n  end_ms: 246870\n- text: I just feel like life is hot and cold\n  start_ms: 246870\n  end_ms: 249870\n- text: Ups and downs, back and forth\n  start_ms: 249870\n  end_ms: 253480\n- text: Wins and losses\n  start_ms: 253480\n  end_ms: 256030\n- text: It's gon' be some sunshine and it's gon' some rain\n  start_ms: 256030\n  end_ms: 259130\n- text: And when it rain, it pours\n  start_ms: 259130\n  end_ms: 261390\n- text: But ask yourself, can you weather the storm until the sun shines again?\n  start_ms: 261390\n  end_ms: 265000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 265000\nplain: |-\n  You ever have a cold in the summer?\n  That shit be the worse\n  It gets better though\n\n  How they turn a top dog to an underdog?\n  It's a cold world even in the summer, dawg\n  Like a hunnid missed calls in my number log\n  I talk to God 'fore I talk to people from them blogs\n  Gotta see through it when it's thick as London fog\n  I'm from the city, baby, I done grew up under Small\n  Not to bring up old shit, I'm not a plunger, dawg\n  No dalmatian but I come through with a hunnid, dawg\n  And they don't bark, they bite\n  Let it spark, they might\n  Gotta walk straight, right?\n  Turn the dark to daylight\n  Let 'em talk, they right\n  In your heart, stay light\n  Play your part, stay tight\n  Bosses park where they like\n  Don't you let them trick you out your spot and put that guy on\n  Rather cut 'em off and let a bygone be a bygone\n  When you ballin', you that nigga that they got they eye on\n  So I think I know just how it feel to be a Zion\n  Bustin' out sneakers (Bustin' out sneakers), swingin' on rims (Swingin' on rims)\n  Being number one, bringing on M's\n  Hope the Knicks get him, I'ma bring him Timb's\n  Tell 'em lace his boots, I'ma give a king some gems\n  Like look (Like look), you the great hope and a scapegoat\n  You gon' have to make quotes and take notes\n  And some can't take smoke so they may choke\n  But those who learn to make boats, stay afloat\n\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  Devil tryna take ya soul from ya\n  Callin' but he got my old number\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  Devil tryna take ya soul from ya\n  Callin' but he got my old number\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n  No feelings for the whole summer\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n  No feelings for the whole summer\n\n  The media promoting fake, they just stampin' and shit\n  You don't wanna see us beef then stop ampin' and shit\n  They was giving Meek an L, said he wouldn't prevail\n  Next thing you know that boy was in a championship\n  So everyday I'm goin' in, I'm on some vampire shit\n  And every night I'm in my bag like I'm campin' and shit\n  The trenches that we grew up in need to know you can win\n  So you see me in my hood on my champion shit\n  See a minor setback, breed a major get back\n  If I lose it ain't over, I be yelling bet back\n  I come from where they take it, you might never get back\n  Gotta shoutout New Jersey, y'all won't get the Nets back\n  Play for keeps 'round here, Prada's deep 'round here\n  Shooters creep 'round here, hard to sleep 'round here\n  Life cheap 'round here, Grim Reap' 'round here\n  Spilled milk get wiped up, we don't weep 'round here\n  We just goin' harder, we raisin' sons and growin' daughters\n  Came a long way and workin' on going farther\n  Grew up not knowing fathers, seeing no one bother\n  But know my story gets better 'cause I know the author\n  Keep readin' it's a comeback story\n  I told her that if you leave don't ever come back shawty\n  I be sayin' word to Mother, she the one that taught me\n  Karma is a bitch who hoes around and come back for me—Cold\n\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  Devil tryna take ya soul from ya\n  Callin' but he got my old number\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  Devil tryna take ya soul from ya\n  Callin' but he got my old number\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n  No feelings for the whole summer\n  Oh-oh-oh\n  It's gon' be a cold summer\n  I'm chillin' for the whole summer\n  No feelings for the whole summer\n\n  I just feel like life is hot and cold\n  Ups and downs, back and forth\n  Wins and losses\n  It's gon' be some sunshine and it's gon' some rain\n  And when it rain, it pours\n  But ask yourself, can you weather the storm until the sun shines again?\n"}]