[{"id":31155121,"name":"J. Cole - Quik Stop (Official Audio)","trackName":"J. Cole - Quik Stop (Official Audio)","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"J. Cole - Quik Stop (Official Audio)","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.33] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.10] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.27] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.46] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.43] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.60] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.85] Brr, brr\n[00:47.50] \n[00:50.11] The voice message\n[00:51.58] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.82] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.76] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.78] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.90] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.88] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.90] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.93] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.22] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.28] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.30] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.35] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.46] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.56] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.58] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.62] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.82] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.93] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.09] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.01] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.12] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.74] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.48] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.18] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.45] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.49] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.53] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.57] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.66] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.84] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.86] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.95] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.80] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.06] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.28] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.51] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.28] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.46] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.41] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.53] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.42] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.98] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.69] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.79] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.89] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.82] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.93] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.09] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.65] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.95] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:24.67] \n[03:32.81] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.99] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.23] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.28] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.96] Just tryin' to live\n[04:03.59] \n[04:06.43] That's all it is\n[04:08.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: J. Cole - Quik Stop (Official Audio)\n  artist: J. Cole\n  album: J. 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start_ms: 51580\n  end_ms: 54820\n- text: And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  start_ms: 54820\n  end_ms: 57760\n- text: I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  start_ms: 57760\n  end_ms: 60780\n- text: When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  start_ms: 60780\n  end_ms: 63900\n- text: Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  start_ms: 63900\n  end_ms: 66880\n- text: I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  start_ms: 66880\n  end_ms: 69900\n- text: Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  start_ms: 69900\n  end_ms: 72930\n- text: When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  start_ms: 72930\n  end_ms: 76010\n- text: But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n  start_ms: 76010\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 82280\n- text: Was rappin' T.I.P. 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243590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 243590\n  end_ms: 246430\n- text: That's all it is\n  start_ms: 246430\n  end_ms: 248790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 248790\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":35277041,"name":"Quik Stop","trackName":"Quik Stop","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"J. Cole - The Fall-Off (2026 Hip Hop Rap) [Flac 24-96] - 22. J. Cole - Quik Stop","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.32] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98] Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48] That's all it is\n[04:10.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":31355660,"name":"Quik 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Cole","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.32] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98] Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48] That's all it is\n[04:10.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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 We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":29942906,"name":"Quik Stop","trackName":"Quik 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try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.32] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  start_ms: 54900\n  end_ms: 57780\n- text: I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  start_ms: 57780\n  end_ms: 60730\n- text: When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  start_ms: 60730\n  end_ms: 63870\n- text: Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  start_ms: 63870\n  end_ms: 66810\n- text: I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  start_ms: 66810\n  end_ms: 69970\n- text: Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  start_ms: 69970\n  end_ms: 72980\n- text: When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  start_ms: 72980\n  end_ms: 76010\n- text: But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n  start_ms: 76010\n  end_ms: 79280\n- text: Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  start_ms: 79280\n  end_ms: 82200\n- text: Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  start_ms: 82200\n  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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's 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yesterday\n[00:10.10] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.27] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.46] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.43] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.60] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.85] Brr, brr\n[00:47.50] \n[00:50.11] The voice message\n[00:51.58] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.82] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.76] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.78] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.90] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.88] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.90] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.93] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.22] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.28] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.30] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.35] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.46] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.56] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.58] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.62] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.82] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.93] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.09] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' 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was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.06] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.28] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.51] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.28] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.46] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.41] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.53] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.42] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.98] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.69] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.79] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.89] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.82] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.93] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.09] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.65] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.95] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:24.67] \n[03:32.81] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.99] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.23] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.28] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.96] Just tryin' to live\n[04:03.59] \n[04:06.43] That's all it is\n[04:08.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: J. Cole - Quik Stop (Official Audio)\n  artist: J. Cole\n  album: The Fall-Off\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  start_ms: 4330\n  end_ms: 10100\n- text: Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  start_ms: 10100\n  end_ms: 16270\n- text: It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  start_ms: 16270\n  end_ms: 22460\n- text: Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  start_ms: 22460\n  end_ms: 27430\n- text: (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  start_ms: 27430\n  end_ms: 34600\n- text: (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n  start_ms: 34600\n  end_ms: 42850\n- text: Brr, brr\n  start_ms: 42850\n  end_ms: 47500\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 47500\n  end_ms: 50110\n- text: The voice message\n  start_ms: 50110\n  end_ms: 51580\n- text: Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  start_ms: 51580\n  end_ms: 54820\n- text: And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  start_ms: 54820\n  end_ms: 57760\n- text: I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  start_ms: 57760\n  end_ms: 60780\n- text: When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  start_ms: 60780\n  end_ms: 63900\n- text: Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  start_ms: 63900\n  end_ms: 66880\n- text: I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  start_ms: 66880\n  end_ms: 69900\n- text: Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  start_ms: 69900\n  end_ms: 72930\n- text: When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  start_ms: 72930\n  end_ms: 76010\n- text: But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n  start_ms: 76010\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 82280\n- text: Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  start_ms: 82280\n  end_ms: 85300\n- text: Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  start_ms: 85300\n  end_ms: 88350\n- text: I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  start_ms: 88350\n  end_ms: 91450\n- text: And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  start_ms: 91450\n  end_ms: 94460\n- text: I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  start_ms: 94460\n  end_ms: 97560\n- text: I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  start_ms: 97560\n  end_ms: 100580\n- text: While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  start_ms: 100580\n  end_ms: 103620\n- text: Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  start_ms: 103620\n  end_ms: 106820\n- text: I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n  start_ms: 106820\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 113090\n- text: The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  start_ms: 113090\n  end_ms: 116030\n- text: Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  start_ms: 116030\n  end_ms: 119010\n- text: Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  start_ms: 119010\n  end_ms: 122120\n- text: I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  start_ms: 122120\n  end_ms: 123740\n- text: As he got close, it got clearer\n  start_ms: 123740\n  end_ms: 125480\n- text: '\"Oh shit, that''s Cole, nigga, wait'\n  start_ms: 125480\n  end_ms: 127180\n- text: What you doin' over this way?\n  start_ms: 127180\n  end_ms: 128450\n- text: Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n  start_ms: 128450\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134530\n- text: Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  start_ms: 134530\n  end_ms: 137570\n- text: I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  start_ms: 137570\n  end_ms: 140670\n- text: To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  start_ms: 140670\n  end_ms: 143660\n- text: Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  start_ms: 143660\n  end_ms: 146840\n- text: I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  start_ms: 146840\n  end_ms: 149860\n- text: I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  start_ms: 149860\n  end_ms: 152950\n- text: I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n  start_ms: 152950\n  end_ms: 155800\n- text: The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  start_ms: 155800\n  end_ms: 159060\n- text: See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  start_ms: 159060\n  end_ms: 162280\n- text: That I should live in my purpose\n  start_ms: 162280\n  end_ms: 163510\n- text: If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  start_ms: 163510\n  end_ms: 168280\n- text: Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  start_ms: 168280\n  end_ms: 171460\n- text: I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  start_ms: 171460\n  end_ms: 174410\n- text: I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  start_ms: 174410\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180420\n- text: Was from a genuine place\n  start_ms: 180420\n  end_ms: 181980\n- text: '''Cause this continuous race to be the best'\n  start_ms: 181980\n  end_ms: 183690\n- text: Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  start_ms: 183690\n  end_ms: 186790\n- text: '''Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain''t'\n  start_ms: 186790\n  end_ms: 189890\n- text: Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  start_ms: 189890\n  end_ms: 192820\n- text: This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  start_ms: 192820\n  end_ms: 195930\n- text: More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  start_ms: 195930\n  end_ms: 199090\n- text: Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  start_ms: 199090\n  end_ms: 200650\n- text: Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  start_ms: 200650\n  end_ms: 201950\n- text: Yeah, it's the difference you-\n  start_ms: 201950\n  end_ms: 204670\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 204670\n  end_ms: 212810\n- text: We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  start_ms: 212810\n  end_ms: 218990\n- text: Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  start_ms: 218990\n  end_ms: 225230\n- text: It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  start_ms: 225230\n  end_ms: 231280\n- text: Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  start_ms: 231280\n  end_ms: 239960\n- text: Just tryin' to live\n  start_ms: 239960\n  end_ms: 243590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 243590\n  end_ms: 246430\n- text: That's all it is\n  start_ms: 246430\n  end_ms: 248790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 248790\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":30683637,"name":"Quik Stop","trackName":"Quik Stop","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"The Fall-Off","duration":277.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.32] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98] Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48] That's all it is\n[04:10.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's 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strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's 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strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's 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regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days 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regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh 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yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days 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strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":36441243,"name":"Quik 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Cole","albumName":"The Fall-Off","duration":null,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI 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yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98] Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48] That's all it is\n[04:10.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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 We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":34436121,"name":"Quik Stop","trackName":"Quik 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regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI 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that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference 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regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI 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yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98] Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48] That's all it is\n[04:10.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days 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Cole","albumName":"Disc 39","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, 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a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.32] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.18] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84] Brr, brr\n[00:50.17] The voice message\n[00:51.56] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68] Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91] Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85] We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26] Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98] Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48] That's all it is\n[04:10.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":37347647,"name":"Quik 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Cole","albumName":"4:25","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\nThen look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\nWas from a genuine place\n\n'Cause this continuous race to be the best\nWill leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\nBefore you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\nThis life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\nMore than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you make\nYeah, it's the difference you-\n\nWe need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMakin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\nJust tryin' to live\nThat's all it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.32]We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[00:10.18]Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28]It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47]Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44](Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63](And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84]Brr, brr\n[00:50.17]The voice message\n[00:51.56]Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90]And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78]I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73]When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87]Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81]I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97]Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98]When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01]But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28]Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20]Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35]Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34]I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45]And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48]I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58]I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54]While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67]Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87]I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98]I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04]The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03]Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09]Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16]I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73]As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47]\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13]What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46]Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40]I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57]Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53]I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67]To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67]Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82]I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90]I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94]I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82]The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07]See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23]That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53]If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24]Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44]I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49]I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59]Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50]Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97]'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66]Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73]'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84]Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84]This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92]More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08]Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68]Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:21.91]Yeah, it's the difference you-\n[03:32.85]We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n[03:38.90]Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n[03:45.28]It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[03:51.26]Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[03:59.98]Just tryin' to live\n[04:06.48]That's all it is\n[04:10.03]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Quik Stop\n  artist: J. 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like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  start_ms: 54900\n  end_ms: 57780\n- text: I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  start_ms: 57780\n  end_ms: 60730\n- text: When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  start_ms: 60730\n  end_ms: 63870\n- text: Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  start_ms: 63870\n  end_ms: 66810\n- text: I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  start_ms: 66810\n  end_ms: 69970\n- text: Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  start_ms: 69970\n  end_ms: 72980\n- text: When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  start_ms: 72980\n  end_ms: 76010\n- text: But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n  start_ms: 76010\n  end_ms: 79280\n- text: Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  start_ms: 79280\n  end_ms: 82200\n- text: Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  start_ms: 82200\n  end_ms: 85350\n- text: Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  start_ms: 85350\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 91450\n- text: And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  start_ms: 91450\n  end_ms: 94480\n- text: I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  start_ms: 94480\n  end_ms: 97580\n- text: I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  start_ms: 97580\n  end_ms: 100540\n- text: While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  start_ms: 100540\n  end_ms: 103670\n- text: Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  start_ms: 103670\n  end_ms: 106870\n- text: I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n  start_ms: 106870\n  end_ms: 109980\n- text: I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  start_ms: 109980\n  end_ms: 113040\n- text: The tank was taking so long to fill up, I 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":37823096,"name":"Quik 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Cole","albumName":"The Fall-Off","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh 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yesterday\n[00:10.18]Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.28]It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.47]Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.44](Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.63](And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.84]Brr, brr\n[00:50.17]The voice message\n[00:51.56]Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.90]And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.78]I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.73]When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.87]Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.81]I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.97]Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.98]When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01]But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28]Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20]Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35]Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34]I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45]And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48]I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58]I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54]While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67]Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87]I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98]I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04]The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03]Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09]Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16]I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73]As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47]\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13]What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46]Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40]I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57]Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53]I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67]To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67]Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82]I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90]I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94]I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82]The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07]See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23]That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53]If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24]Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44]I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49]I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59]Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50]Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97]'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66]Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73]'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84]Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84]This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92]More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08]Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68]Yeah, it's the difference you 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's 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even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23]That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53]If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24]Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44]I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49]I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59]Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50]Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97]'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66]Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73]'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84]Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84]This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92]More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08]Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68]Yeah, it's the difference you 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sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  start_ms: 54900\n  end_ms: 57780\n- text: I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  start_ms: 57780\n  end_ms: 60730\n- text: When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  start_ms: 60730\n  end_ms: 63870\n- text: Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  start_ms: 63870\n  end_ms: 66810\n- text: I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  start_ms: 66810\n  end_ms: 69970\n- text: Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  start_ms: 69970\n  end_ms: 72980\n- text: When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  start_ms: 72980\n  end_ms: 76010\n- text: But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n  start_ms: 76010\n  end_ms: 79280\n- text: Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  start_ms: 79280\n  end_ms: 82200\n- text: Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  start_ms: 82200\n  end_ms: 85350\n- text: Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  start_ms: 85350\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 91450\n- text: And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  start_ms: 91450\n  end_ms: 94480\n- text: I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  start_ms: 94480\n  end_ms: 97580\n- text: I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  start_ms: 97580\n  end_ms: 100540\n- text: While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  start_ms: 100540\n  end_ms: 103670\n- text: Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  start_ms: 103670\n  end_ms: 106870\n- text: I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n  start_ms: 106870\n  end_ms: 109980\n- text: I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  start_ms: 109980\n  end_ms: 113040\n- text: The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  start_ms: 113040\n  end_ms: 116030\n- text: Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  start_ms: 116030\n  end_ms: 119090\n- text: Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  start_ms: 119090\n  end_ms: 122160\n- text: I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  start_ms: 122160\n  end_ms: 123730\n- text: As he got close, it got clearer\n  start_ms: 123730\n  end_ms: 125470\n- text: '\"Oh shit, that''s Cole, nigga, wait'\n  start_ms: 125470\n  end_ms: 127130\n- text: What you doin' over this way?\n  start_ms: 127130\n  end_ms: 128460\n- text: Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n  start_ms: 128460\n  end_ms: 131400\n- text: I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  start_ms: 131400\n  end_ms: 134570\n- text: Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  start_ms: 134570\n  end_ms: 137530\n- text: I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  start_ms: 137530\n  end_ms: 140670\n- text: To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  start_ms: 140670\n  end_ms: 143670\n- text: Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  start_ms: 143670\n  end_ms: 146820\n- text: I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  start_ms: 146820\n  end_ms: 149900\n- text: I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  start_ms: 149900\n  end_ms: 152940\n- text: I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n  start_ms: 152940\n  end_ms: 155820\n- text: The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  start_ms: 155820\n  end_ms: 159070\n- text: See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  start_ms: 159070\n  end_ms: 162230\n- text: That I should live in my purpose\n  start_ms: 162230\n  end_ms: 163530\n- text: If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  start_ms: 163530\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 171440\n- text: I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  start_ms: 171440\n  end_ms: 174490\n- text: I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  start_ms: 174490\n  end_ms: 177590\n- text: Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  start_ms: 177590\n  end_ms: 180500\n- text: Was from a genuine place\n  start_ms: 180500\n  end_ms: 181970\n- text: '''Cause this continuous race to be the best'\n  start_ms: 181970\n  end_ms: 183660\n- text: Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  start_ms: 183660\n  end_ms: 186730\n- text: '''Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain''t'\n  start_ms: 186730\n  end_ms: 189840\n- text: Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  start_ms: 189840\n  end_ms: 192840\n- text: This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"},{"id":38737378,"name":"Quik 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Cole","albumName":"The Fall-Off","duration":259.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\nMaking beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\nIt's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\nMaking a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n(Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n(And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\nBrr, brr\nThe voice message\n\nBruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\nAnd pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\nI'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\nWhen like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\nJust to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\nI try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\nWhether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\nWhen doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\nWhat you doin' over this way?\nBro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\nI tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\nBro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\nI need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\nTo make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\nSlangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\nI played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\nI played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\nI swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\nThe love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\nSee even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\nThat I should live in my purpose\nIf I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\nSome days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\nI get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\nI 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to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01]But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.28]Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.20]Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.35]Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.34]I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45]And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.48]I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.58]I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.54]While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.67]Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.87]I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.98]I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.04]The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03]Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.09]Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.16]I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.73]As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.47]\"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.13]What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.46]Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.40]I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.57]Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.53]I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67]To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.67]Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.82]I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.90]I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.94]I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.82]The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.07]See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.23]That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.53]If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.24]Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.44]I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.49]I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.59]Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.50]Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.97]'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.66]Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.73]'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.84]Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.84]This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.92]More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.08]Yeah, it's the difference you make\n[03:20.68]Yeah, it's the difference you 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250030\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days 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things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\nBut yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\nTook me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\nWas rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\nOh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\nI pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\nAnd the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\nI got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\nI pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\nWhile lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\nSound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\nI got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\nI told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\nThe tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\nCould feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\nRight then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\nI said, \"I get that a lot\"\nAs he got close, it got clearer\n\"Oh shit, 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yesterday\n[00:10.10] Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n[00:16.27] It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n[00:22.46] Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n[00:27.43] (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n[00:34.60] (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n[00:42.85] Brr, brr\n[00:47.50] \n[00:50.11] The voice message\n[00:51.58] Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n[00:54.82] And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n[00:57.76] I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n[01:00.78] When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n[01:03.90] Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n[01:06.88] I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n[01:09.90] Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n[01:12.93] When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n[01:16.01] But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n[01:19.22] Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n[01:22.28] Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n[01:25.30] Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n[01:28.35] I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n[01:31.45] And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n[01:34.46] I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n[01:37.56] I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n[01:40.58] While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n[01:43.62] Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n[01:46.82] I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n[01:49.93] I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n[01:53.09] The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n[01:56.03] Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n[01:59.01] Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n[02:02.12] I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n[02:03.74] As he got close, it got clearer\n[02:05.48] \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n[02:07.18] What you doin' over this way?\n[02:08.45] Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n[02:11.49] I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n[02:14.53] Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n[02:17.57] I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n[02:20.67] To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n[02:23.66] Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n[02:26.84] I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n[02:29.86] I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n[02:32.95] I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n[02:35.80] The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n[02:39.06] See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n[02:42.28] That I should live in my purpose\n[02:43.51] If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n[02:48.28] Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n[02:51.46] I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n[02:54.41] I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n[02:57.53] Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n[03:00.42] Was from a genuine place\n[03:01.98] 'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n[03:03.69] Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n[03:06.79] 'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n[03:09.89] Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n[03:12.82] This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n[03:15.93] More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n[03:19.09] Yeah, it's the 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51580\n  end_ms: 54820\n- text: And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  start_ms: 54820\n  end_ms: 57760\n- text: I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  start_ms: 57760\n  end_ms: 60780\n- text: When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  start_ms: 60780\n  end_ms: 63900\n- text: Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  start_ms: 63900\n  end_ms: 66880\n- text: I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  start_ms: 66880\n  end_ms: 69900\n- text: Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  start_ms: 69900\n  end_ms: 72930\n- text: When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  start_ms: 72930\n  end_ms: 76010\n- text: But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n  start_ms: 76010\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 82280\n- text: Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  start_ms: 82280\n  end_ms: 85300\n- text: Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  start_ms: 85300\n  end_ms: 88350\n- text: I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  start_ms: 88350\n  end_ms: 91450\n- text: And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  start_ms: 91450\n  end_ms: 94460\n- text: I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  start_ms: 94460\n  end_ms: 97560\n- text: I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  start_ms: 97560\n  end_ms: 100580\n- text: While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  start_ms: 100580\n  end_ms: 103620\n- text: Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  start_ms: 103620\n  end_ms: 106820\n- text: I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n  start_ms: 106820\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 113090\n- text: The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  start_ms: 113090\n  end_ms: 116030\n- text: Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  start_ms: 116030\n  end_ms: 119010\n- text: Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  start_ms: 119010\n  end_ms: 122120\n- text: I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  start_ms: 122120\n  end_ms: 123740\n- text: As he got close, it got clearer\n  start_ms: 123740\n  end_ms: 125480\n- text: '\"Oh shit, that''s Cole, nigga, wait'\n  start_ms: 125480\n  end_ms: 127180\n- text: What you doin' over this way?\n  start_ms: 127180\n  end_ms: 128450\n- text: Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n  start_ms: 128450\n  end_ms: 131490\n- text: I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  start_ms: 131490\n  end_ms: 134530\n- text: Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  start_ms: 134530\n  end_ms: 137570\n- text: I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  start_ms: 137570\n  end_ms: 140670\n- text: To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  start_ms: 140670\n  end_ms: 143660\n- text: Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  start_ms: 143660\n  end_ms: 146840\n- text: I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  start_ms: 146840\n  end_ms: 149860\n- text: I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  start_ms: 149860\n  end_ms: 152950\n- text: I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n  start_ms: 152950\n  end_ms: 155800\n- text: The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  start_ms: 155800\n  end_ms: 159060\n- text: See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  start_ms: 159060\n  end_ms: 162280\n- text: That I should live in my purpose\n  start_ms: 162280\n  end_ms: 163510\n- text: If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  start_ms: 163510\n  end_ms: 168280\n- text: Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  start_ms: 168280\n  end_ms: 171460\n- text: I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  start_ms: 171460\n  end_ms: 174410\n- text: I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  start_ms: 174410\n  end_ms: 177530\n- text: Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  start_ms: 177530\n  end_ms: 180420\n- text: Was from a genuine place\n  start_ms: 180420\n  end_ms: 181980\n- text: '''Cause this continuous race to be the best'\n  start_ms: 181980\n  end_ms: 183690\n- text: Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  start_ms: 183690\n  end_ms: 186790\n- text: '''Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain''t'\n  start_ms: 186790\n  end_ms: 189890\n- text: Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  start_ms: 189890\n  end_ms: 192820\n- text: This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  start_ms: 192820\n  end_ms: 195930\n- text: More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  start_ms: 195930\n  end_ms: 199090\n- text: Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  start_ms: 199090\n  end_ms: 200650\n- text: Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  start_ms: 200650\n  end_ms: 201950\n- text: Yeah, it's the difference you-\n  start_ms: 201950\n  end_ms: 204670\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 204670\n  end_ms: 212810\n- text: We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  start_ms: 212810\n  end_ms: 218990\n- text: Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  start_ms: 218990\n  end_ms: 225230\n- text: It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  start_ms: 225230\n  end_ms: 231280\n- text: Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  start_ms: 231280\n  end_ms: 239960\n- text: Just tryin' to live\n  start_ms: 239960\n  end_ms: 243590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 243590\n  end_ms: 246430\n- text: That's all it is\n  start_ms: 246430\n  end_ms: 248790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 248790\nplain: |-\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feeling fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Making a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  (Once in a while, I get in my head too much) Just tryin' to live\n  (And that's when I call, hoping you appear God) that's all it is\n\n  Brr, brr\n  The voice message\n\n  Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich and yet you wear the same fits?\n  And pair a sneaks' like every week 'cause I don't care to change shit\n  I'm likе a creature o' habit, plus what's the point burnin' brеad?\n  When like a creak in yo' attic, I still be turnin' yo' head\n  Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole\n  I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold\n  Whether the weather is warm, it's just to cover the form\n  When doin' regular things, try to repel gettin' swarmed\n  But yesterday I was drivin', Trap Muzik album did blast\n\n  Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh\n  Was rappin' T.I.P. rhymes, then I looked down at the dash\n  Oh shit, I'm trippin', reminiscin', damn near ran out of gas\n  I pulled into this lil' station that I had seen on the ave\n  And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths\n  I got no hoodie, it's bad, hopped out and went to the pump\n  I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil' duck\n  While lookin' over my shoulder, I heard this dude on the corner\n  Sound like he talking to me, \"Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?\n  I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma\"\n\n  I told him, \"Nah I'm aight, I never once was a stoner\"\n  The tank was taking so long to fill up, I thought it was broke\n  Could feel the curiosity comin' from buddy that spoke\n  Right then he start to approach, \"Hey, bro, you look real familiar\"\n  I said, \"I get that a lot\"\n  As he got close, it got clearer\n  \"Oh shit, that's Cole, nigga, wait\n  What you doin' over this way?\n  Bro, I was just thirteen years old when I got hold of your tape\n\n  I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play\n  Bro, you the GOAT, they didn't know then, but bet they know it today\n  I need a flick right quick, 'cause dawg, I don't even know what to say\n  To make a dollar bill right now, I'm out here throwin' bouquets\n  Slangin' flowers, but I played your albums and know it's a way\n  I played your shit when bro got hit, it helped me cope with the pain\n  I played your shit when momma tripped, and I had nowhere to stay\n  I swear I feel like you was wit' me in my loneliest phase\"\n\n  The love he showed me was so strong, it damn near blowed me away\n  See even I be needin' reminders on my loneliest day\n  That I should live in my purpose\n  If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way, I'll figure out what to say\n  Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray\n  I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate\n  I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace\n  Then look him right in his face to let him know that this thanks\n  Was from a genuine place\n\n  'Cause this continuous race to be the best\n  Will leave you steppin' at a strenuous pace\n  'Til you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain't\n  Before you know it you're trapped inside that picture you paint\n  This life is more than just rap, more than the bitches you scrape\n  More than the riches you stack, see, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you make\n  Yeah, it's the difference you-\n\n  We need to change our ways, doin' the same thing we did yesterday\n  Making beats, gettin' high, chasing freaks, feelin' fine\n  It's still the same old shit (the same old shit), but I think we ain't gon' quit\n  Makin' a rhyme, climbing a hill, stayin' alive, tryin' to live\n  Just tryin' to live\n  That's all it is\n"}]