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gang and I'm pledgin' allegiance (uh)\nSo we ain't got no secrets\nUh, I'm what they can't be (I'm what they can't be)\nThat's why they can't stand me (that's why they can't stand me)\nTo get bro back, I'd give up these GRAMMYS (go)\n'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family\nI'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\nI need help, they ain't wanna hear me\nThey not us, I don't want 'em near me\nHuh, you better fear me\nYou niggas all frauds, look at the scoreboard (look at the scoreboard)\nHitters is on call, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\nNigga, I'm onboard and she all fours\nWhen Trump called, I was on tour\nThat was my win and it was your loss\nAsk Balenciaga what the store cost\nYoungin thuggin', now it's big boy step\nI'm a Zoe, I don't care about death\nI ain't dyin' yet, it ain't my time yet\nWhen I go, I'ma be in the presidential\nWhen I pull up, have your jewels tucked\n'Til I dip off the set and get hit for that\nI ain't Dipset, turn the camera on\nAll the bitches wanna 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deep inside is where I keep it\n  I look at the gang and I'm pledgin' allegiance (uh)\n  So we ain't got no secrets\n  Uh, I'm what they can't be (I'm what they can't be)\n  That's why they can't stand me (that's why they can't stand me)\n  To get bro back, I'd give up these GRAMMYS (go)\n  'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family\n  I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\n  I need help, they ain't wanna hear me\n  They not us, I don't want 'em near me\n  Huh, you better fear me\n  You niggas all frauds, look at the scoreboard (look at the scoreboard)\n  Hitters is on call, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\n  Nigga, I'm onboard and she all fours\n  When Trump called, I was on tour\n  That was my win and it was your loss\n  Ask Balenciaga what the store cost\n  Youngin thuggin', now it's big boy step\n  I'm a Zoe, I don't care about death\n  I ain't dyin' yet, it ain't my time yet\n  When I go, I'ma be in the presidential\n  When I pull up, have your jewels tucked\n  'Til I dip off the set and get hit for that\n  I ain't Dipset, turn the camera on\n  All the bitches wanna take a pic with Yak\n  Thug nigga, now I'm kickin' back\n  Drug dealer, turned diplomat\n  Similac, I'm a project baby\n  I have dreams that I'ma run Haiti\n  The governor gave me a proclamation, turn my birthday to a holiday\n  My sniper named Mustafa gave me a letter from Arnold Schwarzenegger\n  My partner in the Navy, he out rank you, you know I'm Sniper Gang\n  I ain't even see this many Black people freed during the Obama days\n  Told her she can have anything she want, just not my Donald chain\n  Disappointed, tryna put more child support, but it's in my mama name\n  Everybody know that I'm a great friend to have, but I ain't friendly\n  You hear niggas say they did some to Lil' Bill, then they had to be Clinton'd\n  I'm pootin' on niggas like Vladimir and shittin' on these bitches\n  They keep askin' 'bout Trump, but I don't speak on family business\n  I say Blood gang still spar, for real and he don't condone snitchin'\n  Pull into Mar-a-Lago, the Monte Carlo was sittin' on sixes\n  Allan and Brad working bad to get me out the feds when I was stressin'\n  Gotta give God His thanks to feel the power of His presence\n  I'm not supposed to be here tonight (yes, you are)\n  I'm here today to announce a brand-new plan to deliver more opportunity\n  More security, more fairness\n  Uh, I'm what they can't be, that's why they can't stand me (that's why they can't stand me)\n  To get bro back, I'd give up these GRAMMYS (go)\n  'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family\n  I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\n  I need help, they ain't wanna hear me\n  They not us, I don't want 'em near me\n  Huh, you better fear me\n  You niggas all frauds, look at the scoreboard (look at the scoreboard)\n  Hitters is on call, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\n  Nigga, I'm onboard and she all fours\n  When Trump called, I was on tour\n  That was my win and it was your loss\n  Ask 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Grammys (go)\n[02:31.69] 'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family\n[02:33.18] I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\n[02:34.87] I need help, they ain't wanna hand me\n[02:36.23] They not us, I don't want a 'nammy (I don't want a 'nammy)\n[02:37.63] Huh, you better fear me\n[02:39.34] You niggas all frauds\n[02:41.07] Look at the score board (look at the score board)\n[02:42.65] Hitters is on court, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\n[02:45.99] Nigga, I'm onboard and she on fours\n[02:47.78] When Trump called, I was on tour\n[02:49.23] That was my win and it was your loss\n[02:50.86] Ask Balenciaga, what the store cost?\n[02:52.20] Yeah, huh, huh, you know we party out\n[02:56.17] Flyami, Skyami, Highami\n[03:00.28] You gotta get the baby body, boy, you gotta make your body's worth\n[03:03.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: ONBOA47RD\n  artist: Fivio Foreign, Kodak Black, Donald J. 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end_ms: 87900\n- text: I have dreams that I'ma rock Haley\n  start_ms: 87900\n  end_ms: 89580\n- text: The government gave me a proclamation\n  start_ms: 89580\n  end_ms: 90870\n- text: Turn my birthday to a holiday\n  start_ms: 90870\n  end_ms: 92620\n- text: My snipin' ass move stuff, gave him a letter from Arnold Schwarzenegger\n  start_ms: 92620\n  end_ms: 95730\n- text: My partner in the Navy, he high rank, you know I'm Sniper Gang\n  start_ms: 95730\n  end_ms: 99120\n- text: I ain't even see this many black people freed during the Obama days\n  start_ms: 99120\n  end_ms: 102110\n- text: Told her she can have anything she want, just not my Donald chain\n  start_ms: 102110\n  end_ms: 105490\n- text: Disappointed, tryna put more child support, but it's in my mama name\n  start_ms: 105490\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Everybody know that I'm a great friend to have, but I ain't friendly\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111630\n- text: You hear niggas say they did some to Lil Bill, then they had to be Clinton'd\n  start_ms: 111630\n  end_ms: 114770\n- text: I'm pootin' on niggas like Vladimir and shittin' on these bitches\n  start_ms: 114770\n  end_ms: 117950\n- text: They keep askin' 'bout Trump, but I don't speak on family business\n  start_ms: 117950\n  end_ms: 121020\n- text: I say Blood gang still spar, for real, and he don't condone snitchin'\n  start_ms: 121020\n  end_ms: 124420\n- text: Pull Amari logo, the Monte Carlo was sittin' on sixes\n  start_ms: 124420\n  end_ms: 127780\n- text: Allan and Brad working hard to get my ass out the feds when I was stressin'\n  start_ms: 127780\n  end_ms: 131000\n- text: Gotta give God His thanks to feel the power of His presence\n  start_ms: 131000\n  end_ms: 136100\n- text: I'm not supposed to be here tonight (yes, you are)\n  start_ms: 136100\n  end_ms: 140130\n- text: I'm here today to announce a brand-new plan to deliver more opportunity\n  start_ms: 140130\n  end_ms: 144470\n- text: More security, more fairness\n  start_ms: 144470\n  end_ms: 146460\n- text: Huh, I'm what they can't be (I'm what they can't be)\n  start_ms: 146460\n  end_ms: 148090\n- text: That's why they can't stand me (that's why they can't stand me)\n  start_ms: 148090\n  end_ms: 149920\n- text: To get bro back, I give her these Grammys (go)\n  start_ms: 149920\n  end_ms: 151690\n- text: '''Cause ain''t nothin'' bigger than the family'\n  start_ms: 151690\n  end_ms: 153180\n- text: I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\n  start_ms: 153180\n  end_ms: 154870\n- text: I need help, they ain't wanna hand me\n  start_ms: 154870\n  end_ms: 156230\n- text: They not us, I don't want a 'nammy (I don't want a 'nammy)\n  start_ms: 156230\n  end_ms: 157630\n- text: Huh, you better fear me\n  start_ms: 157630\n  end_ms: 159340\n- text: You niggas all frauds\n  start_ms: 159340\n  end_ms: 161070\n- text: Look at the score board (look at the score board)\n  start_ms: 161070\n  end_ms: 162650\n- text: Hitters is on court, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\n  start_ms: 162650\n  end_ms: 165990\n- text: Nigga, I'm onboard and she on fours\n  start_ms: 165990\n  end_ms: 167780\n- text: When Trump called, I was on tour\n  start_ms: 167780\n  end_ms: 169230\n- text: That was my win and it was your loss\n  start_ms: 169230\n  end_ms: 170860\n- text: Ask Balenciaga, what the store cost?\n  start_ms: 170860\n  end_ms: 172200\n- text: Yeah, huh, huh, you know we party out\n  start_ms: 172200\n  end_ms: 176170\n- text: Flyami, Skyami, Highami\n  start_ms: 176170\n  end_ms: 180280\n- text: You gotta get the baby body, boy, you gotta make your body's worth\n  start_ms: 180280\n  end_ms: 183810\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 183810\nplain: |-\n  I will fight for you with every breath in my body\n  And I will never, ever let you down\n\n  Huh, yeah, nigga, this war (nigga, this war)\n  I'm chuckin' bodies on the floor (huh)\n  I'm with it all, I talk to my demons and I see the writings on the wall (huh)\n  Niggas is dyin' when it's soft, I get excited for them corpses (I do)\n  And no one ain't cryin' when he gone (nah)\n  'Cause brodie was fightin' for the cause (yeah, uh, uh)\n\n  I do this shit for my brothers (go)\n  We do this shit for each other (go)\n  The whole world watchin' a movie\n  So everybody seen me suffer\n  They done JFK'd my demon\n  Now bro not breathing (now bro not breathing)\n  Life too short, so if I tell you I love you, I mean it\n\n  I show you the demons I seen (I can't)\n  'Cause deep inside is where I keep it\n  I look at the gang and I pledge the allegiance (uh)\n  So we're all Donald's secret\n\n  Huh, I'm what they can't be (I'm what they can't be)\n  That's why they can't stand me (that's why they can't stand me)\n  To get bro back, I'd give up these Grammys (go)\n  'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family\n  I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\n  I need help, they ain't wanna hear me\n  They not us, I don't want a 'nammy (I don't want a 'nammy)\n  Huh, you better fear me\n\n  You niggas all frauds\n  Look at the score board (look at the score board)\n  Hitters is on court, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\n  Nigga, I'm onboard and she on fours (huh)\n  When Trump called, I was on tour\n  That was my win and it was your loss\n  Ask Balenciaga, what the store cost?\n\n  Youngin thuggin', that was big boy step\n  I'm a Zoe, I don't care about debt\n  I ain't dyin' yet, it ain't my time yet\n  When I go, I'ma be in the president's chair\n  When I pull up, have your jewels tucked\n  'Til I dip off the set and get hit for that\n  I ain't Dipset, turn the camera on\n  All the bitches wanna take a pic with Yak\n\n  Thug nigga, now I'm kickin' back\n  Drug dealer, turned diplomat\n  Similac, I'm a project baby\n  I have dreams that I'ma rock Haley\n  The government gave me a proclamation\n  Turn my birthday to a holiday\n\n  My snipin' ass move stuff, gave him a letter from Arnold Schwarzenegger\n  My partner in the Navy, he high rank, you know I'm Sniper Gang\n  I ain't even see this many black people freed during the Obama days\n  Told her she can have anything she want, just not my Donald chain\n  Disappointed, tryna put more child support, but it's in my mama name\n  Everybody know that I'm a great friend to have, but I ain't friendly\n  You hear niggas say they did some to Lil Bill, then they had to be Clinton'd\n  I'm pootin' on niggas like Vladimir and shittin' on these bitches\n  They keep askin' 'bout Trump, but I don't speak on family business\n\n  I say Blood gang still spar, for real, and he don't condone snitchin'\n  Pull Amari logo, the Monte Carlo was sittin' on sixes\n  Allan and Brad working hard to get my ass out the feds when I was stressin'\n  Gotta give God His thanks to feel the power of His presence\n\n  I'm not supposed to be here tonight (yes, you are)\n  I'm here today to announce a brand-new plan to deliver more opportunity\n  More security, more fairness\n\n  Huh, I'm what they can't be (I'm what they can't be)\n  That's why they can't stand me (that's why they can't stand me)\n  To get bro back, I give her these Grammys (go)\n  'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family\n  I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me\n  I need help, they ain't wanna hand me\n  They not us, I don't want a 'nammy (I don't want a 'nammy)\n  Huh, you better fear me\n\n  You niggas all frauds\n  Look at the score board (look at the score board)\n  Hitters is on court, nigga, I'm onboard (grrt, baow)\n  Nigga, I'm onboard and she on fours\n  When Trump called, I was on tour\n  That was my win and it was your loss\n  Ask Balenciaga, what the store cost?\n\n  Yeah, huh, huh, you know we party out\n  Flyami, Skyami, Highami\n  You gotta get the baby body, boy, you gotta make your body's worth\n"}]