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Cole","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit\n\nUh\nClimbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\nTo switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\nNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\nWhere I'm from, the bullets feed\nThe ones that's starvin' for attention\nShe say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\nNot quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\nThat's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\nNo mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\nI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\nYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\nThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\nBitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\nYour shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\nRappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\nAnd white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\nBe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\nThe farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\nYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\nRight? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\nSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nThen you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\nTwo thousand bricks with my spare time\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like five hundred a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight Delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.85] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:03.34] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.00] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.36] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.37] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.51] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.35] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.61] Uh\n[00:24.33] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.51] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.47] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.49] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:35.09] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.49] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n[00:39.52] Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.53] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.78] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n[00:48.35] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.64] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.70] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.99] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n[01:00.72] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.98] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:06.75] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:10.02] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.91] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.92] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:19.00] Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.77] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.55] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.54] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.11] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.45] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n[01:37.50] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.78] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.56] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.18] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:47.44] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.68] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:53.32] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.55] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.86] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.81] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[02:04.55] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[02:07.55] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[02:10.63] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.99] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.94] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.99] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.82] Nigga, you can try\n[02:24.65] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.68] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.75] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.93] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.53] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:35.08] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:36.46] Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.95] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.17] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.22] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.71] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:45.11] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.64] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:49.26] Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:51.02] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:53.12] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.63] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:56.31] Somehow I climbed\n[02:57.37] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n[03:01.03] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.73] Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.38] I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n[03:05.85] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.79] Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n[03:08.94] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.99] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.37] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.88] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.38] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.80] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:19.33] Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n[03:20.97] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.46] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.86] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.31] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:27.14] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.82] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.67] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:35.61] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.95] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[03:41.98] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[03:44.73] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[03:47.89] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:50.65] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:53.66] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.01] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[04:00.08] Nigga, you can try\n[04:01.47] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.69] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.11] One minute, infatuation\n[04:09.90] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.72] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.39] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.46] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.52] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.73] Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.05] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.20] Get in tune with God\n[04:28.61] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.95] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.00] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.94] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:40.02] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:42.27] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.43] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62] Use your discretion\n[04:50.93] To believe or not to believe? 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That is the question\n  start_ms: 290930\n  end_ms: 293210\n- text: Might Delete Later\n  start_ms: 293210\n  end_ms: 295050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 295050\nplain: |-\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n  Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n  Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.92] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.13] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.39] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.17] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.30] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.34] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.16] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.08] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.50] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.39] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.46] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.54] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.49] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.69] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.46] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.79] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.47] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.09] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.64] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.80] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.71] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.89] Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.51] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.82] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.20] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.43] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.55] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n[01:38.20] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.42] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.32] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.05] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:46.92] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.16] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:52.60] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.79] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.85] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.68] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[02:04.79] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[02:07.75] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[02:10.64] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.78] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[02:24.64] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.42] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.17] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.52] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.22] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:34.34] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:35.96] 70,000 all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.67] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.09] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.28] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.32] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:44.72] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.38] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:48.58] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.50] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.26] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.83] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.66] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.95] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.08] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.67] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.26] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.86] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.11] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.15] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.44] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.98] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.45] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.39] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.52] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.08] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.33] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.13] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.87] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.06] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.19] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.73] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.14] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.98] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.53] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.22] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.74] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.80] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.37] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.83] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.02] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.72] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.79] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.61] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.62] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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That is the question\n  start_ms: 290930\n  end_ms: 293210\n- text: Might Delete Later\n  start_ms: 293210\n  end_ms: 295050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 295050\nplain: |-\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n  Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n  Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might Delete Later\n"},{"id":7946774,"name":"Pricey","trackName":"Pricey","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"Might Delete Later","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit\n\nUh\nClimbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\nTo switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\nNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\nWhere I'm from, the bullets feed\nThe ones that's starvin' for attention\nShe say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\nNot quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\nThat's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\nNo mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\nI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\nYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\nThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\nBitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\nYour shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\nRappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\nAnd white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\nBe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\nThe farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\nYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\nRight? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\nSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nThen you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\nTwo thousand bricks with my spare time\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like five hundred a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:49.26] Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:51.02] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:53.12] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.63] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:56.31] Somehow I climbed\n[02:57.37] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n[03:01.03] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.73] Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.38] I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n[03:05.85] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.79] Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n[03:08.94] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.99] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.37] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.88] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.38] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.80] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:19.33] Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n[03:20.97] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.46] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.86] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.31] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:27.14] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.82] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.67] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:35.61] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.95] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[03:41.98] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[03:44.73] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[03:47.89] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:50.65] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:53.66] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.01] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[04:00.08] Nigga, you can try\n[04:01.47] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.69] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.11] One minute, infatuation\n[04:09.90] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.72] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.39] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.46] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.52] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.73] Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.05] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.20] Get in tune with God\n[04:28.61] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.95] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.00] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.94] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:40.02] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:42.27] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.43] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62] Use your discretion\n[04:50.93] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\nSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nThen you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\nTwo thousand bricks with my spare time\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like five hundred a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight Delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.85]Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:03.34]Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.00]Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.36]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.37]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.51]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.38]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.35]Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.61]Uh\n[00:24.33]Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.51]To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.47]Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.49]Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:35.09]The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.49]She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n[00:39.52]Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.53]That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.78]No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n[00:48.35]I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.64]Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.70]The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.99]Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n[01:00.72]Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.98]Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:06.75]And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:10.02]Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.91]The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.92]You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:19.00]Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.77]But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.55]Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.54]Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.11]This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.45]More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n[01:37.50]And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.78]I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.56]No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.18]Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:47.44]From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.68]Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:53.32]He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.55]Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.86]Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.81]Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[02:04.55]Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[02:07.55]Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[02:10.63]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.99]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.94]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.99]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.82]Nigga, you can try\n[02:24.65]Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.68]Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.75]I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.93]David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.53]Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:35.08]I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:36.46]Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.95]These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.17]Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.22]Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.71]Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:45.11]Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.64]What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:49.26]Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:51.02]Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:53.12]Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.63]Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:56.31]Somehow I climbed\n[02:57.37]Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82]Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n[03:01.03]Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.73]Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.38]I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n[03:05.85]If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.79]Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n[03:08.94]All praises due to my God\n[03:10.99]Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.37]I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.88]My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.38]All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.80]And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:19.33]Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n[03:20.97]And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.46]Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.86]One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.31]But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:27.14]Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.82]He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.67]Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:35.61]Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.95]Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[03:41.98]Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[03:44.73]Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[03:47.89]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:50.65]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:53.66]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.01]Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[04:00.08]Nigga, you can try\n[04:01.47]The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.69]It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.11]One minute, infatuation\n[04:09.90]Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.72]Constant contemplation\n[04:14.39]Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.46]Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.52]Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.73]Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.05]Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.20]Get in tune with God\n[04:28.61]For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.95]We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.00]Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.94]All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:40.02]The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:42.27]Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01]Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.43]When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62]Use your discretion\n[04:50.93]To believe or not to believe? 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That is the question\n  start_ms: 290930\n  end_ms: 293210\n- text: Might Delete Later\n  start_ms: 293210\n  end_ms: 295050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 295050\nplain: |-\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n  Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n  Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.92] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.13] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.39] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.17] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.30] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.34] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.16] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.08] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.50] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.39] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.46] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.54] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.49] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.69] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.46] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.79] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.47] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.09] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.64] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.80] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.71] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.89] Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.51] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.82] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.20] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.43] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.55] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n[01:38.20] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.42] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.32] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.05] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:46.92] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.16] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:52.60] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.79] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.85] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.68] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[02:04.79] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[02:07.75] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[02:10.64] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.78] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[02:24.64] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.42] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.17] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.52] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.22] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:34.34] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:35.96] 70,000 all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.67] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.09] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.28] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.32] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:44.72] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.38] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:48.58] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.50] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.26] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.83] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.66] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.95] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.08] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.67] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.26] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.86] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.11] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.15] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.44] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.98] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.45] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.39] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.52] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.08] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.33] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.13] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.87] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.06] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.19] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.73] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.14] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.98] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.53] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.22] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.74] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.80] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.37] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.83] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.02] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.72] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.79] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.61] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.62] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:48.52] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.54] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.28] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.87] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.62] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.83] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.92] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.41] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.09] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.61] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.23] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.85] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.12] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.18] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.49] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.90] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.43] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.36] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.56] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.09] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.32] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.98] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.16] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.83] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.73] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.84] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.87] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.09] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.18] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.93] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.16] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.70] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.27] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.18] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.91] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.57] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.20] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.75] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:21.14] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.45] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.38] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.88] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.07] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.77] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.78] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.63] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.04] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.08] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.67] Use your discretion\n[04:50.63] To believe or not to believe? 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If you really handled your business\n  start_ms: 166330\n  end_ms: 168520\n- text: You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  start_ms: 168520\n  end_ms: 170540\n- text: Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  start_ms: 170540\n  end_ms: 172800\n- text: Which is real interesting, this is the point\n  start_ms: 172800\n  end_ms: 174280\n- text: Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  start_ms: 174280\n  end_ms: 175870\n- text: Somehow I climbed\n  start_ms: 175870\n  end_ms: 176620\n- text: Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  start_ms: 176620\n  end_ms: 178830\n- text: Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  start_ms: 178830\n  end_ms: 180920\n- text: Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  start_ms: 180920\n  end_ms: 182410\n- text: Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  start_ms: 182410\n  end_ms: 184090\n- text: I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  start_ms: 184090\n  end_ms: 185610\n- text: If time 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you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 234090\n  end_ms: 237180\n- text: Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 237180\n  end_ms: 239930\n- text: Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n  start_ms: 239930\n  end_ms: 242160\n- text: The trials and tribulations of creation\n  start_ms: 242160\n  end_ms: 244700\n- text: It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  start_ms: 244700\n  end_ms: 248270\n- text: One minute, infatuation\n  start_ms: 248270\n  end_ms: 250180\n- text: Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  start_ms: 250180\n  end_ms: 252910\n- text: Constant contemplation\n  start_ms: 252910\n  end_ms: 254570\n- text: Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  start_ms: 254570\n  end_ms: 256200\n- text: Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  start_ms: 256200\n  end_ms: 258750\n- text: Step outside for better ventilation\n  start_ms: 258750\n  end_ms: 261140\n- text: Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  start_ms: 261140\n  end_ms: 264450\n- text: Through it all, stay patient\n  start_ms: 264450\n  end_ms: 266380\n- text: Get in tune with God\n  start_ms: 266380\n  end_ms: 267880\n- text: For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  start_ms: 267880\n  end_ms: 270840\n- text: We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  start_ms: 270840\n  end_ms: 274070\n- text: Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  start_ms: 274070\n  end_ms: 276770\n- text: All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  start_ms: 276770\n  end_ms: 279780\n- text: The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  start_ms: 279780\n  end_ms: 281630\n- text: Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  start_ms: 281630\n  end_ms: 285040\n- text: Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  start_ms: 285040\n  end_ms: 287080\n- text: When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  start_ms: 287080\n  end_ms: 289670\n- text: Use your discretion\n  start_ms: 289670\n  end_ms: 290630\n- text: To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  start_ms: 290630\n  end_ms: 293370\n- text: Might delete Later\n  start_ms: 293370\n  end_ms: 295120\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 295120\nplain: |-\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n  Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might delete Later\n"},{"id":32776635,"name":"Pricey","trackName":"Pricey","artistName":"J. Cole feat. 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.91] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.12] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.34] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.34] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.11] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.36] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.15] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.02] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.56] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.37] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.45] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.56] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.40] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.67] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.47] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.75] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.42] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.00] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.65] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.81] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.77] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.81] Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.56] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.88] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.29] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.47] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.50] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n[01:38.23] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.41] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.31] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.08] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:46.90] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.15] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:52.65] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.75] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.85] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.68] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[02:04.72] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[02:07.72] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[02:10.63] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.89] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.80] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.72] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[02:24.63] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.49] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.17] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.55] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.29] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:34.33] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:35.97] 70,000 all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.66] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.05] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.23] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.35] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:44.74] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.30] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:48.56] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.57] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.81] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.28] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.85] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.61] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.83] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.91] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.47] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.09] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.69] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.29] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.22] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.83] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.18] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.15] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.14] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.40] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.99] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.42] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.38] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.55] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.02] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.31] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.92] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.99] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.17] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.85] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.74] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.81] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.00] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.08] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.98] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.14] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.78] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.22] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.15] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.96] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.51] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.25] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.75] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.83] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.34] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.90] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.83] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.04] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.79] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.75] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.63] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.08] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.65] To believe or not to believe? 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If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? 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you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 234050\n  end_ms: 237160\n- text: Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 237160\n  end_ms: 239920\n- text: Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n  start_ms: 239920\n  end_ms: 242190\n- text: The trials and tribulations of creation\n  start_ms: 242190\n  end_ms: 244730\n- text: It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  start_ms: 244730\n  end_ms: 248250\n- text: One minute, infatuation\n  start_ms: 248250\n  end_ms: 250140\n- text: Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  start_ms: 250140\n  end_ms: 252980\n- text: Constant contemplation\n  start_ms: 252980\n  end_ms: 254530\n- text: Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  start_ms: 254530\n  end_ms: 256220\n- text: Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  start_ms: 256220\n  end_ms: 258740\n- text: Step outside for better ventilation\n  start_ms: 258740\n  end_ms: 260800\n- text: Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  start_ms: 260800\n  end_ms: 264480\n- text: Through it all, stay patient\n  start_ms: 264480\n  end_ms: 266370\n- text: Get in tune with God\n  start_ms: 266370\n  end_ms: 267830\n- text: For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  start_ms: 267830\n  end_ms: 270840\n- text: We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  start_ms: 270840\n  end_ms: 274020\n- text: Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  start_ms: 274020\n  end_ms: 276720\n- text: All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  start_ms: 276720\n  end_ms: 279790\n- text: The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  start_ms: 279790\n  end_ms: 281610\n- text: Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  start_ms: 281610\n  end_ms: 285030\n- text: Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  start_ms: 285030\n  end_ms: 287070\n- text: When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  start_ms: 287070\n  end_ms: 289650\n- text: Use your discretion\n  start_ms: 289650\n  end_ms: 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That is the question\n  start_ms: 290620\n  end_ms: 293320\n- text: Might delete Later\n  start_ms: 293320\n  end_ms: 294680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 294680\nplain: |-\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n  Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.92] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.13] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.39] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.17] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.30] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.34] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.16] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.08] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.50] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.39] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.46] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.54] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.49] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.69] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.46] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.79] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.47] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.09] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.64] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.80] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.71] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.89] Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.51] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.82] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.20] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.43] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.55] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n[01:38.20] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.42] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.32] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.05] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:46.92] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.16] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:52.60] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.79] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.85] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.68] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[02:04.79] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[02:07.75] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[02:10.64] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.78] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[02:24.64] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.42] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.17] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.52] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.22] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:34.34] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:35.96] 70,000 all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.67] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.09] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.28] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.32] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:44.72] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.38] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:48.58] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.50] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.26] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.83] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.66] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.95] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.08] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.67] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.26] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.86] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.11] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.15] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.44] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.98] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.45] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.39] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.52] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.08] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.33] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.13] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.87] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.06] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.19] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.73] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.14] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.98] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.53] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.22] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.74] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.80] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.37] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.83] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.02] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.72] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.79] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.61] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.62] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:48.58] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.50] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.26] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.83] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.66] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.95] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.08] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.67] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.26] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.86] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.11] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.15] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.44] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.98] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.45] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.39] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.52] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.08] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.33] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.13] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.87] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.06] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.19] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.73] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.14] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.98] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.53] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.22] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.74] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.80] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.37] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.83] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.02] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.72] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.79] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.61] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.62] To believe or not to believe? 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you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 234050\n  end_ms: 237160\n- text: Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 237160\n  end_ms: 239920\n- text: Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n  start_ms: 239920\n  end_ms: 242190\n- text: The trials and tribulations of creation\n  start_ms: 242190\n  end_ms: 244730\n- text: It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  start_ms: 244730\n  end_ms: 248250\n- text: One minute, infatuation\n  start_ms: 248250\n  end_ms: 250140\n- text: Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  start_ms: 250140\n  end_ms: 252980\n- text: Constant contemplation\n  start_ms: 252980\n  end_ms: 254530\n- text: Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  start_ms: 254530\n  end_ms: 256220\n- text: Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  start_ms: 256220\n  end_ms: 258740\n- text: Step outside for better ventilation\n  start_ms: 258740\n  end_ms: 260800\n- text: Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  start_ms: 260800\n  end_ms: 264480\n- text: Through it all, stay patient\n  start_ms: 264480\n  end_ms: 266370\n- text: Get in tune with God\n  start_ms: 266370\n  end_ms: 267830\n- text: For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  start_ms: 267830\n  end_ms: 270840\n- text: We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  start_ms: 270840\n  end_ms: 274020\n- text: Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  start_ms: 274020\n  end_ms: 276720\n- text: All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  start_ms: 276720\n  end_ms: 279790\n- text: The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  start_ms: 279790\n  end_ms: 281610\n- text: Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  start_ms: 281610\n  end_ms: 285030\n- text: Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  start_ms: 285030\n  end_ms: 287070\n- text: When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  start_ms: 287070\n  end_ms: 289650\n- text: Use your discretion\n  start_ms: 289650\n  end_ms: 290620\n- text: To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  start_ms: 290620\n  end_ms: 293320\n- text: Might delete Later\n  start_ms: 293320\n  end_ms: 294680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 294680\nplain: |-\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n  Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.92] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.13] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.39] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.17] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.30] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.34] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.16] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.08] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.50] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.39] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.46] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.54] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.49] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.69] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.46] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.79] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.47] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.09] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.64] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.80] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.71] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.89] Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.51] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.82] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.20] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.43] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.55] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n[01:38.20] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.42] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.32] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.05] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:46.92] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.16] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:52.60] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.79] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.85] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.68] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[02:04.79] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[02:07.75] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[02:10.64] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.78] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[02:24.64] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.42] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.17] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.52] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.22] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:34.34] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:35.96] 70,000 all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.67] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.09] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.28] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.32] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:44.72] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.38] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:48.58] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.50] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.26] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.83] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.66] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.95] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.08] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.67] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.26] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.86] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.11] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.15] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.44] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.98] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.45] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.39] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.52] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.08] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.33] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.13] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.87] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.06] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.19] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.73] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.14] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.98] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.53] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.22] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.74] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.80] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.37] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.83] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.02] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.72] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.79] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.61] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.62] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\nSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nThen you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\nTwo thousand bricks with my spare time\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like five hundred a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? 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That is the question\n  start_ms: 290930\n  end_ms: 293210\n- text: Might Delete Later\n  start_ms: 293210\n  end_ms: 295050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 295050\nplain: |-\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n  Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n  Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might Delete Later\n"},{"id":9599262,"name":"Pricey","trackName":"Pricey","artistName":"J. Cole & Ari Lennox feat. Young Dro & Gucci Mane","albumName":"Might Delete Later","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit\n\nUh\nClimbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\nTo switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\nNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\nWhere I'm from, the bullets feed\nThe ones that's starvin' for attention\nShe say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\nNot quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\nThat's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\nNo mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\nI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\nYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\nThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\nBitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\nYour shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\nRappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\nAnd white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\nBe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\nThe farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\nYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\nRight? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.92] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.13] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.39] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.17] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.30] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.34] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.16] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.08] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.50] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.39] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.46] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.54] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.49] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.69] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.46] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.79] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.47] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.09] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.64] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.80] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.71] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.89] Right? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:48.58] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.50] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.80] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.26] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.83] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.66] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.95] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.08] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.67] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.26] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.27] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.86] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.12] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.11] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.15] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.44] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.98] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.45] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.39] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.52] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.08] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.33] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.98] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.13] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.87] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.06] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.05] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.19] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.73] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.14] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.98] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.53] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.22] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.74] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.80] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.37] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.83] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.84] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.02] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.72] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.79] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.61] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.62] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? 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you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 234050\n  end_ms: 237160\n- text: Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 237160\n  end_ms: 239920\n- text: Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n  start_ms: 239920\n  end_ms: 242190\n- text: The trials and tribulations of creation\n  start_ms: 242190\n  end_ms: 244730\n- text: It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  start_ms: 244730\n  end_ms: 248250\n- text: One minute, infatuation\n  start_ms: 248250\n  end_ms: 250140\n- text: Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  start_ms: 250140\n  end_ms: 252980\n- text: Constant contemplation\n  start_ms: 252980\n  end_ms: 254530\n- text: Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  start_ms: 254530\n  end_ms: 256220\n- text: Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  start_ms: 256220\n  end_ms: 258740\n- text: Step outside for better ventilation\n  start_ms: 258740\n  end_ms: 260800\n- text: Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  start_ms: 260800\n  end_ms: 264480\n- text: Through it all, stay patient\n  start_ms: 264480\n  end_ms: 266370\n- text: Get in tune with God\n  start_ms: 266370\n  end_ms: 267830\n- text: For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  start_ms: 267830\n  end_ms: 270840\n- text: We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  start_ms: 270840\n  end_ms: 274020\n- text: Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  start_ms: 274020\n  end_ms: 276720\n- text: All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  start_ms: 276720\n  end_ms: 279790\n- text: The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  start_ms: 279790\n  end_ms: 281610\n- text: Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  start_ms: 281610\n  end_ms: 285030\n- text: Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  start_ms: 285030\n  end_ms: 287070\n- text: When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  start_ms: 287070\n  end_ms: 289650\n- text: Use your discretion\n  start_ms: 289650\n  end_ms: 290620\n- text: To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  start_ms: 290620\n  end_ms: 293320\n- text: Might delete Later\n  start_ms: 293320\n  end_ms: 294680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 294680\nplain: |-\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n  Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might delete Later\n"},{"id":7957267,"name":"Pricey (feat. Young Dro & Gucci Mane)","trackName":"Pricey (feat. Young Dro & Gucci Mane)","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"Might Delete Later","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit\n\nUh\nClimbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\nTo switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\nNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\nWhere I'm from, the bullets feed\nThe ones that's starvin' for attention\nShe say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\nNot quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\nThat's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\nNo mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\nI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\nYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\nThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\nBitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\nYour shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\nRappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\nAnd white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\nBe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\nThe farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\nYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\nRight? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\nSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nThen you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\nTwo thousand bricks with my spare time\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like five hundred a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight Delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.85] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:03.34] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.00] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.36] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.37] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.51] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.35] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.61] Uh\n[00:24.33] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.51] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.47] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.49] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:35.09] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.49] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n[00:39.52] Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.53] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.78] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n[00:48.35] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.64] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.70] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.99] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n[01:00.72] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.98] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:06.75] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:10.02] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.91] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.92] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:19.00] Right? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:49.26] Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:51.02] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:53.12] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.63] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:56.31] Somehow I climbed\n[02:57.37] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n[03:01.03] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.73] Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.38] I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n[03:05.85] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.79] Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n[03:08.94] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.99] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.37] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.88] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.38] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.80] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:19.33] Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n[03:20.97] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.46] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.86] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.31] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:27.14] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.82] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.67] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:35.61] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.95] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[03:41.98] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[03:44.73] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[03:47.89] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:50.65] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:53.66] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.01] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[04:00.08] Nigga, you can try\n[04:01.47] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.69] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.11] One minute, infatuation\n[04:09.90] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.72] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.39] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.46] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.52] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.73] Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.05] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.20] Get in tune with God\n[04:28.61] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.95] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.00] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.94] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:40.02] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:42.27] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.43] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62] Use your discretion\n[04:50.93] To believe or not to believe? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:49.26] Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:51.02] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:53.12] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.63] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:56.31] Somehow I climbed\n[02:57.37] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n[03:01.03] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.73] Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.38] I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n[03:05.85] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.79] Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n[03:08.94] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.99] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.37] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.88] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.38] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.80] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:19.33] Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n[03:20.97] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.46] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.86] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.31] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:27.14] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.82] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.67] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:35.61] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.95] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[03:41.98] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[03:44.73] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[03:47.89] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:50.65] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:53.66] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.01] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[04:00.08] Nigga, you can try\n[04:01.47] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.69] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.11] One minute, infatuation\n[04:09.90] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.72] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.39] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.46] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.52] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.73] Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.05] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.20] Get in tune with God\n[04:28.61] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.95] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.00] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.94] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:40.02] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:42.27] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.43] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62] Use your discretion\n[04:50.93] To believe or not to believe? 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That is the question\n  start_ms: 290930\n  end_ms: 293210\n- text: Might Delete Later\n  start_ms: 293210\n  end_ms: 295050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 295050\nplain: |-\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n  Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n  Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might Delete Later\n"},{"id":36950359,"name":"Pricey (feat. Young Dro","trackName":"Pricey (feat. Young Dro","artistName":"J. Cole, Ari Lennox","albumName":"Might Delete Later","duration":296.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit\n\nUh\nClimbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\nTo switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\nNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\nWhere I'm from, the bullets feed\nThe ones that's starvin' for attention\nShe say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\nNot quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\nThat's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\nNo mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\nI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\nYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\nThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\nBitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\nYour shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\nRappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\nAnd white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\nBe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\nThe farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\nYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\nRight? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n70,000 all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\n\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:02.91] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.12] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.34] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.34] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.11] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.15] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.43] Uh\n[00:24.36] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.15] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.49] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.02] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:34.56] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.37] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n[00:39.45] Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.56] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.40] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n[00:48.67] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.73] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.80] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.47] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n[01:00.75] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.42] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:07.00] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:09.65] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.81] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.77] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:18.81] Right? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:48.56] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.57] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.81] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.28] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.85] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.61] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.83] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.91] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.47] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.09] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.69] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.29] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.22] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.83] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.18] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.15] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.14] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.40] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.99] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.42] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.38] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.55] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.02] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.31] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.92] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.99] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.17] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.85] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.74] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.81] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.85] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.00] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.08] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.16] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.98] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.14] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.78] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.22] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.15] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.96] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.51] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.25] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.75] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.83] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.48] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.34] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.90] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.83] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.04] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.79] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.75] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.63] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.03] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.08] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.65] Use your discretion\n[04:50.65] To believe or not to believe? 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you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 234080\n  end_ms: 237160\n- text: Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  start_ms: 237160\n  end_ms: 239980\n- text: Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n  start_ms: 239980\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: The trials and tribulations of creation\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 244780\n- text: It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  start_ms: 244780\n  end_ms: 248220\n- text: One minute, infatuation\n  start_ms: 248220\n  end_ms: 250150\n- text: Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  start_ms: 250150\n  end_ms: 252960\n- text: Constant contemplation\n  start_ms: 252960\n  end_ms: 254510\n- text: Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  start_ms: 254510\n  end_ms: 256250\n- text: Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n  start_ms: 256250\n  end_ms: 258750\n- text: Step outside for better ventilation\n  start_ms: 258750\n  end_ms: 260830\n- text: Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  start_ms: 260830\n  end_ms: 264480\n- text: Through it all, stay patient\n  start_ms: 264480\n  end_ms: 266340\n- text: Get in tune with God\n  start_ms: 266340\n  end_ms: 267900\n- text: For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  start_ms: 267900\n  end_ms: 270830\n- text: We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  start_ms: 270830\n  end_ms: 274040\n- text: Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  start_ms: 274040\n  end_ms: 276790\n- text: All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n  start_ms: 276790\n  end_ms: 279750\n- text: The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  start_ms: 279750\n  end_ms: 281630\n- text: Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  start_ms: 281630\n  end_ms: 285030\n- text: Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  start_ms: 285030\n  end_ms: 287080\n- text: When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  start_ms: 287080\n  end_ms: 289650\n- text: Use your discretion\n  start_ms: 289650\n  end_ms: 290650\n- text: To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  start_ms: 290650\n  end_ms: 293370\n- text: Might delete Later\n  start_ms: 293370\n  end_ms: 294620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 294620\nplain: |-\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n  Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might delete Later\n"},{"id":7944357,"name":"Pricey (feat. Ari Lennox, Young Dro & Gucci Mane)","trackName":"Pricey (feat. Ari Lennox, Young Dro & Gucci Mane)","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"Might Delete Later","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit\n\nUh\nClimbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\nTo switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\nNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\nWhere I'm from, the bullets feed\nThe ones that's starvin' for attention\nShe say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\nNot quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\nThat's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\nNo mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\nI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\nYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\nThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\nBitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\nYour shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\nRappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\nAnd white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\nBe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\nThe farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\nYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\nRight? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\nBut that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\nNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\nMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\nThis the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\nMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\nAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\nI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\nNo hammer like a mall cop\nStill the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\nFrom January first until the ball drop\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\nJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\nI'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\nDavid Chapelle on his latest Netflix\nGo 'head, try to cancel my shit\nI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\nSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\nThese are ridiculous times\nLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\nWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\nNiggas is dyin', victims of time\nSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mind\nWhat's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\nThen you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\nTwo thousand bricks with my spare time\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like five hundred a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach my dog for his shit, get dicey\nShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? That is the question\nMight Delete Later","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.85] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[00:03.34] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[00:06.00] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[00:09.36] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:12.37] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:15.51] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:18.38] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[00:21.35] Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n[00:23.61] Uh\n[00:24.33] Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n[00:27.51] To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n[00:30.47] Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n[00:33.49] Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n[00:35.09] The ones that's starvin' for attention\n[00:36.49] She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore hе went to Princeton\"\n[00:39.52] Not quite, but it's thе school of life that taught me death prevention\n[00:42.53] That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n[00:45.78] No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches\n[00:48.35] I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n[00:51.64] Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n[00:54.70] The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n[00:57.99] Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions\n[01:00.72] Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n[01:03.98] Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n[01:06.75] And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n[01:10.02] Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n[01:12.91] The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n[01:15.92] You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n[01:19.00] Right? 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If you really handled your business\n[02:49.26] Then you wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:51.02] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:53.12] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.63] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:56.31] Somehow I climbed\n[02:57.37] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon\n[03:01.03] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.73] Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.38] I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign\n[03:05.85] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.79] Two thousand bricks with my spare time\n[03:08.94] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.99] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.37] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.88] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.38] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.80] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:19.33] Go broke if I spend like five hundred a week\n[03:20.97] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.46] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.86] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.31] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:27.14] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.82] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.67] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:35.61] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.95] Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n[03:41.98] Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n[03:44.73] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n[03:47.89] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:50.65] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:53.66] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.01] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[04:00.08] Nigga, you can try\n[04:01.47] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.69] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.11] One minute, infatuation\n[04:09.90] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.72] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.39] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.46] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.52] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.73] Smoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.05] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.20] Get in tune with God\n[04:28.61] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.95] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.00] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.94] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:40.02] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:42.27] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.43] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62] Use your discretion\n[04:50.93] To believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  Seventeen thousand all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? 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If you really handled your business\nYou wouldn't have so much interest in mines\nBreakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\nWhich is real interesting, this is the point\n\nWhere a rapper would typically start to decline\nSomehow I climbed\nRight when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\nNipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\nOnly listen to Minister Farrakhan\nOh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\nI'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\nIf time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\nAll praises due to my God\nDark days is too far behind\nI part ways with the struggle\nMy hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\nAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\nAnd due to the focus, I couldn't even\nGo broke if I spend like 500 a week\nAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\nCan tell by your heart, you weak\nOne thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\nBut trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\nYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\nHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\nThen came back and gave back, that's gangster\nSame chick from way back, he's gangster\n\nReach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\nShinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\nWatchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\nNigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\nThe trials and tribulations of creation\nIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\nOne minute, infatuation\nNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\nConstant contemplation\nYearnin' for hooks uncanny\nSearch every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\nStep outside for better ventilation\nSmoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\nThrough it all, stay patient\nGet in tune with God\nFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\nWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\nSmall fries get suicide for movin' pies\nAll our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\nThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\nOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\nAin't no protection for hearts that get spilled\nWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killed\nUse your discretion\nTo believe or not to believe? 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I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n[01:22.55] But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n[01:25.88] Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n[01:28.22] Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n[01:31.42] This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n[01:34.53] More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n[01:38.28] And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n[01:40.43] I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n[01:43.30] No hammer like a mall cop\n[01:45.02] Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n[01:46.93] From January first until the ball drop\n[01:49.18] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[01:52.67] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[01:55.75] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[01:58.89] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[02:01.63] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[02:04.77] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[02:07.76] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[02:10.65] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:13.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:16.86] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:19.84] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[02:22.70] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[02:24.66] Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n[02:28.48] Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n[02:30.11] I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n[02:31.58] David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n[02:33.25] Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n[02:34.31] I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n[02:35.93] 70,000 all jammin' my hits\n[02:37.61] These are ridiculous times\n[02:39.07] Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n[02:41.29] Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n[02:43.39] Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n[02:44.79] Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n[02:46.32] What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n[02:48.53] You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n[02:50.58] Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n[02:52.85] Which is real interesting, this is the point\n[02:54.24] Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n[02:55.80] Somehow I climbed\n[02:56.69] Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n[02:58.82] Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n[03:00.98] Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n[03:02.45] Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n[03:04.02] I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n[03:05.61] If time was really money, I could purchase like\n[03:07.22] 2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n[03:09.29] All praises due to my God\n[03:10.87] Dark days is too far behind\n[03:12.15] I part ways with the struggle\n[03:13.14] My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n[03:15.11] All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n[03:17.45] And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n[03:18.90] Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n[03:20.48] And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n[03:22.36] Can tell by your heart, you weak\n[03:23.58] One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n[03:25.04] But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n[03:26.38] Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n[03:29.92] He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n[03:32.95] Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n[03:36.16] Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n[03:38.81] Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n[03:41.75] Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n[03:44.85] Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[03:47.83] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:51.08] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:54.04] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:57.19] Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n[03:59.92] Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n[04:02.14] The trials and tribulations of creation\n[04:04.78] It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n[04:08.25] One minute, infatuation\n[04:10.13] Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n[04:12.93] Constant contemplation\n[04:14.58] Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n[04:16.25] Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n[04:18.75] Step outside for better ventilation\n[04:20.87] Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n[04:24.42] Through it all, stay patient\n[04:26.31] Get in tune with God\n[04:27.82] For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n[04:30.85] We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n[04:34.06] Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n[04:36.73] All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n[04:39.72] The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n[04:41.63] Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n[04:45.01] Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n[04:47.07] When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n[04:49.62] Use your discretion\n[04:50.63] To believe or not to believe? 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290630\n- text: To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  start_ms: 290630\n  end_ms: 293330\n- text: Might delete Later\n  start_ms: 293330\n  end_ms: 294680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 294680\nplain: |-\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit\n\n  Uh\n  Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentions\n  To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions\n  Never really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listen\n  Where I'm from, the bullets feed\n  The ones that's starvin' for attention\n  She say, \"He hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton\n  Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention\n\n  That's why I barely panic when the hammers, they be blammin'\n  No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with the wrenches\n  I think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention\n  Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension\n  The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous\n  Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like 40 interventions\n  Your shit ain't addin' up, know you a phoney, checked your image\n  Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches\n\n  And white boys mostly, niggas know a verse from Cole\n  Be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition\n  The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen\n  You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen\n  Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag\n  But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad\n  Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk\n  Me to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough drop\n\n  This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock\n  More plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spot (bald spot)\n  And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up\n  I got bars forever, nigga, never will a call drop\n  No hammer like a mall cop\n  Still the hardest nigga on the planet Earth\n  From January first until the ball drop\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  Uh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit\n  Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips\n  I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich\n  David Chapelle on his latest Netflix\n  Go 'head, try to cancel my shit\n  I'll still be on stage with my hand on my dick\n  70,000 all jammin' my hits\n  These are ridiculous times\n\n  Lately, my biggest addiction been lookin' online\n  Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'\n  Niggas is dyin', victims of time\n  Self-inflicted, we sick in the mind\n  What's with the gossip? If you really handled your business\n  You wouldn't have so much interest in mines\n  Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime\n  Which is real interesting, this is the point\n\n  Where a rapper would typically start to decline\n  Somehow I climbed\n  Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind\n  Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this is a marathon\n  Only listen to Minister Farrakhan\n  Oh, my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'\n  I'm a star like the shit on the Sheriff sign\n  If time was really money, I could purchase like\n\n  2,000 bricks with my spare time (spare time)\n  All praises due to my God\n  Dark days is too far behind\n  I part ways with the struggle\n  My hustle gon' always keep the squad paid\n  All labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleep\n\n  And due to the focus, I couldn't even\n  Go broke if I spend like 500 a week\n  And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt\n  Can tell by your heart, you weak\n  One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it\n  But trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep\n\n  Yeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangster\n  He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster\n  Then came back and gave back, that's gangster\n  Same chick from way back, he's gangster\n\n  Reach for my dog for his shit, get dicey (oh-oh-oh)\n  Shinin' now, you no seen a clique get icy (ooh, oh-oh-oh)\n  Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me (boy, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey\n  Nigga, you can try (try, try, try)\n\n  The trials and tribulations of creation\n  It's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevation\n  One minute, infatuation\n  Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'\n  Constant contemplation\n  Yearnin' for hooks uncanny\n  Search every nook and cranny for inspiration\n\n  Step outside for better ventilation\n  Smoke some, hope some, comes from the stimulation\n  Through it all, stay patient\n  Get in tune with God\n  For when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decides\n  We from a crueler side where the youth get euthanized\n  Small fries get suicide for movin' pies\n  All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties\n\n  The truth, it lies somewhere in the middle\n  Of half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital Hill\n  Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled\n  When sharin' with this world with art can get killed\n  Use your discretion\n  To believe or not to believe? That is the question\n  Might delete Later\n"}]