[{"id":3408949,"name":"Od (feat. D Pryde)","trackName":"Od (feat. D Pryde)","artistName":"Futuristic","albumName":"The Rise","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\nEven if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\nEverything that I do is OD (sheesh)\nI said, you ain't never met a nigga like me, no\nMy whip is OD, my chick is OD, too much\nMy fit is so clean, my kicks OD, too much\nI spit it OD, my shit is OD, too much\nFuturistic OD, I'm 'bout to OD\n\nYo, I OD like I'm ODB\nI ain't passing the rock you on Kobe's team\nFlow cold like your leg in the winter in Illinois if you walking around with a hole in jeans\nI hope to be the nigga that's known as \"sheesh\"\nIf it's a part five I'll get a hole in three\nTwo hands, double fist when I hold my drink\nOne styrofoam cup make the show to lean\nIt's only me, labels I demand to speak\nSo don't come with that man if your plan is weak\nInstagram going up a thousand fans a week\nDon't need a hand, I need some cash you can hand to me\nIf you ain't with it, you cut off, amputee\nKicking back, taking shots like a damn marine\nI'm Al Martino mixed with Al Pacino at the casino cause I'm all about my chips, take a man to team, whoa\n\nThey say I do too much\nBut I got a lot more coming\nShe say I'm in too deep\nOh hold on, [?]\nThey say that there's no way\nI did it all way, had no budget\nI say I'm way too high\nIf I ever come down\nImma hit the ground running\nHit the ground running\nHit the ground running\nHit the ground running\n\nYou ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\nEven if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\nEverything that I do is OD (sheesh)\nI said, you ain't never met a nigga like me, no\nMy whip is OD, my chick is OD, too much\nMy fit is so clean, my kicks OD, too much\nI spit it OD, my shit is OD, too much\nFuturistic OD, I'm 'bout to OD\n\nYeah, uh, sick!\nNew women in my new phone\nWho's home, it's a new number uno\nYou know, still swerving in the two door\nPimping, if we 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(sheesh)\nEverything that I do is OD (sheesh)\nI said, you ain't never met a nigga like me no\nMy shit is OD, my bitch is OD\nMy fit is OD, your shit is '03\nNo whip, I'm low-key\nBut I'm still OD\nI'm OD, OD, baby\nCome and blow me slowly, Richvale","syncedLyrics":"[00:22.36] You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\n[00:26.72] Even if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\n[00:30.85] Everything that I do is OD (sheesh)\n[00:35.03] I said, you ain't never met a nigga like me, no\n[00:38.62] My whip is OD, my chick is OD, too much\n[00:42.34] My fit is so clean, my kicks OD, too much\n[00:46.50] I spit it OD, my shit is OD, too much\n[00:50.60] Futuristic OD, I'm 'bout to OD\n[00:53.91] Yo, I OD like I'm ODB\n[00:56.22] I ain't passing the rock you on Kobe's team\n[00:58.43] Flow cold like your leg in the winter in Illinois if you walking around with a hole in jeans\n[01:02.39] I hope to be the nigga that's known as \"sheesh\"\n[01:04.68] If it's a part five I'll get a hole in three\n[01:06.77] Two hands, double fist when I hold my drink\n[01:08.76] One styrofoam cup make the show to lean\n[01:10.70] It's only me, labels I demand to speak\n[01:12.93] So don't come with that man if your plan is weak\n[01:14.94] Instagram going up a thousand fans a week\n[01:16.97] Don't need a hand, I need some cash you can hand to me\n[01:18.99] If you ain't with it, you cut off, amputee\n[01:21.08] Kicking back, taking shots like a damn marine\n[01:23.20] I'm Al Martino mixed with Al Pacino at the casino cause I'm all about my chips, take a man to team, whoa\n[01:27.79] They say I do too much\n[01:30.06] But I got a lot more coming\n[01:32.44] She say I'm in too deep\n[01:34.59] Oh hold on, [?]\n[01:36.49] They say that there's no way\n[01:38.33] I did it all way, had no budget\n[01:40.50] I say I'm way too high\n[01:42.26] If I ever come down\n[01:43.19] Imma hit the ground running\n[01:44.47] Hit the ground running\n[01:45.49] Hit the ground running\n[01:46.54] Hit the ground running\n[01:48.30] You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\n[01:53.71] Even if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\n[01:57.49] Everything that I do is OD (sheesh)\n[02:01.31] I said, you ain't never met a nigga like me, no\n[02:04.92] My whip is OD, my chick is OD, too much\n[02:09.61] My fit is so clean, my kicks OD, too much\n[02:14.23] I spit it OD, my shit is OD, too much\n[02:18.55] Futuristic OD, I'm 'bout to OD\n[02:20.40] Yeah, uh, sick!\n[02:22.32] New women in my new phone\n[02:24.02] Who's home, it's a new number uno\n[02:25.85] You know, still swerving in the two door\n[02:28.02] Pimping, if we talking 'bout eyes, I can do this shit with two closed\n[02:30.26] I'm too old, these bitch [?]\n[02:32.90] These bitch letter rap the ABCs, bitch\n[02:34.59] You know I ain't never been a bird brain\n[02:36.55] [?] cause I can see, bitch\n[02:38.48] 30K off shirts (that's easy)\n[02:40.99] Buy merch make merch (that's easy)\n[02:43.05] Used to cry over bitches swear a motherfucker know his worth\n[02:46.44] Yeah, I got some homies and the boys did dirt\n[02:48.54] But I ain't from the streets, I ain't moving that work\n[02:50.54] But you know I'm dressing like a dealer\n[02:51.94] Cause I got some money got it coming\n[02:53.28] Been eating so good that my top's so muffin\n[02:55.64] It's okay, I ain't fit like\n[02:57.21] Chubby boy got a fit wife and she thick, Christ\n[02:59.87] I get hyped on this shit right, it's the real me no disguise\n[03:02.72] Now I don't gotta diss guys I don't care what you're doing\n[03:05.82] I be here for the money, I be here for the music\n[03:07.84] It's that Brampton boy and they know the coast\n[03:09.76] And it's Richvale 'til I overdose\n[03:11.77] Bitch, I'm gone\n[03:15.89] You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\n[03:20.38] Even if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\n[03:24.92] Everything that I do is OD (sheesh)\n[03:29.42] I said, you ain't never met a nigga like me no\n[03:33.78] My shit is OD, my bitch is OD\n[03:37.88] My fit is OD, your shit is '03\n[03:41.90] No whip, I'm low-key\n[03:43.70] But I'm still OD\n[03:46.26] I'm OD, OD, baby\n[03:47.63] Come and blow me slowly, Richvale\n[03:50.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Od (feat. 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D-Pryde","albumName":"The Rise","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\nEven if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\nEverything that I do is OD (sheesh)\nI said, you ain't never met a nigga like me, no\nMy whip is OD, my chick is OD, too much\nMy fit is so clean, my kicks OD, too much\nI spit it OD, my shit is OD, too much\nFuturistic OD, I'm 'bout to OD\n\nYo, I OD like I'm ODB\nI ain't passing the rock you on Kobe's team\nFlow cold like your leg in the winter in Illinois if you walking around with a hole in jeans\nI hope to be the nigga that's known as \"sheesh\"\nIf it's a part five I'll get a hole in three\nTwo hands, double fist when I hold my drink\nOne styrofoam cup make the show to lean\nIt's only me, labels I demand to speak\nSo don't come with that man if your plan is weak\nInstagram going up a thousand fans a week\nDon't need a hand, I need some cash you can hand to me\nIf you ain't 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is OD (sheesh)\nI said, you ain't never met a nigga like me no\nMy shit is OD, my bitch is OD\nMy fit is OD, your shit is '03\nNo whip, I'm low-key\nBut I'm still OD\nI'm OD, OD, baby\nCome and blow me slowly, Richvale","syncedLyrics":"[00:22.36] You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\n[00:26.72] Even if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\n[00:30.85] Everything that I do is OD (sheesh)\n[00:35.03] I said, you ain't never met a nigga like me, no\n[00:38.62] My whip is OD, my chick is OD, too much\n[00:42.34] My fit is so clean, my kicks OD, too much\n[00:46.50] I spit it OD, my shit is OD, too much\n[00:50.60] Futuristic OD, I'm 'bout to OD\n[00:53.91] Yo, I OD like I'm ODB\n[00:56.22] I ain't passing the rock you on Kobe's team\n[00:58.43] Flow cold like your leg in the winter in Illinois if you walking around with a hole in jeans\n[01:02.39] I hope to be the nigga that's known as \"sheesh\"\n[01:04.68] If it's a part five I'll get a hole in three\n[01:06.77] Two hands, double fist when I hold my drink\n[01:08.76] One styrofoam cup make the show to lean\n[01:10.70] It's only me, labels I demand to speak\n[01:12.93] So don't come with that man if your plan is weak\n[01:14.94] Instagram going up a thousand fans a week\n[01:16.97] Don't need a hand, I need some cash you can hand to me\n[01:18.99] If you ain't with it, you cut off, amputee\n[01:21.08] Kicking back, taking shots like a damn marine\n[01:23.20] I'm Al Martino mixed with Al Pacino at the casino cause I'm all about my chips, take a man to team, whoa\n[01:27.79] They say I do too much\n[01:30.06] But I got a lot more coming\n[01:32.44] She say I'm in too deep\n[01:34.59] Oh hold on, [?]\n[01:36.49] They say that there's no way\n[01:38.33] I did it all way, had no budget\n[01:40.50] I say I'm way too high\n[01:42.26] If I ever come down\n[01:43.19] Imma hit the ground running\n[01:44.47] Hit the ground running\n[01:45.49] Hit the ground running\n[01:46.54] Hit the ground 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swear a motherfucker know his worth\n[02:46.44] Yeah, I got some homies and the boys did dirt\n[02:48.54] But I ain't from the streets, I ain't moving that work\n[02:50.54] But you know I'm dressing like a dealer\n[02:51.94] Cause I got some money got it coming\n[02:53.28] Been eating so good that my top's so muffin\n[02:55.64] It's okay, I ain't fit like\n[02:57.21] Chubby boy got a fit wife and she thick, Christ\n[02:59.87] I get hyped on this shit right, it's the real me no disguise\n[03:02.72] Now I don't gotta diss guys I don't care what you're doing\n[03:05.82] I be here for the money, I be here for the music\n[03:07.84] It's that Brampton boy and they know the coast\n[03:09.76] And it's Richvale 'til I overdose\n[03:11.77] Bitch, I'm gone\n[03:15.89] You ain't never met another nigga like me (sheesh)\n[03:20.38] Even if I die, you can't forget about me (sheesh)\n[03:24.92] Everything that I do is OD (sheesh)\n[03:29.42] I said, you ain't never met a nigga like me no\n[03:33.78] 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