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South Pole (uh)\nAP two-tone, yeah, my wrist cold (uh)\nStraight flawless, the brightest of crystals (uh)\nI'm a diamond in the rough, that's a gem, ho (uh)\nGot a thing for Gemini's with a bad soul (uh)\nI was told to let live and to let 'em go (uh)\nBut instead, I just love them and hold 'em close (uh)\nOpiate addict, it's fucking narcos (uh)\nHeartbreak addict too, I been done wrong (uh)\nGot a thing for the freaks and the snake hoes (uh)\nLove sex so much, need a porno (uh)\nLove head so much, need a deep throat (uh)\nI can't fuck with her if she don't got a deep throat (uh)\nHundred-fifty for the watch, not a cheap ho (uh)\nCubic zirconias, you can keep those (uh)\nSee a whole different side of me (uh-huh)\nNeed a girl that'll die for me (uh-huh)\nHer boyfriend want a rivalry (uh-huh)\nA nigga better come and ride for me (uh-huh)\nI remember when I couldn't get they time of day\nNow these hoes wanna spend they time with me (uh-huh)\nI remember being little playin' board games\nNow I'm playing real-life Monopoly\n\nCha-ching\nCha-ching\nCha-ching\nI wake up in the morning\nWith an alarm clock in my head\nIt's a coach whistle\nAyy, somethin' like a cash register (ayy, uh)\nCha-ching (yeah, uh)\n\nI don't got to come back 'cause I never left\nI could only imagine how that feels, no disrespect\nOn the right track, I don't ever go left\nNeed my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus\nHad a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\nHad a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\nWe came from the same place, I made it, you stayed\nThey wasn't gon' hear our story 'less a real nigga told it\nTook his bitch, yeah, I stole her, I'm gettin' bolder\nI'm sick, nigga, no Ebola, need a Ricola\nShe took my heart, yeah, she stole it and now she own it\nMy heartbreak on the way, I'm good for the moment\nI'm Tom Hanks with the plays, Forrest Gump, runnin'\nI get bad news every day, gettin' high just in case\nFake boobs to the face, good news, masturbate\nHow rude, baddie with an attitude, give me face\nAttitude, I don't like her attitude, let her swallow\nShe should have an attitude of gratitude, bullets hollow\nGive 'em to a nigga like an attitude\nFifty shot clip for a nigga with an attitude\nRolls Royce truck, catch me cruisin' on the avenue\nGood nut bust for some head, yeah, that'll do\nI ain't Mr. T, nah, I'll never pity fools\nI see how you livin', to be honest, it's pitiful\nI don't like much, I'm a chill dude-dude\nComplicated but it's kinda simple\nCall my gun Proactiv, you a pimple\nCatch me interactin' with your bitch, ooh-ooh\nWalk in the room, I'm too smoo-ooth\nThat's not me, that's the percs, ooh-ooh, ooh\n'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh-ooh, ooh\nHad to cut down on the syrup, ooh-ooh, ooh\nI was sleeping away money, couldn't wake up and get money\nNow I'm up tryna get money, give a fuck what they want from me\nI was too heart-broke to get money, yeah, I'm sad but I'm no dummy\nIf there's anything you should take from me\nIt's that I'm a confused, young, rich 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(uh-huh)\n[01:43.15] A nigga better come and ride for me (uh-huh)\n[01:45.79] I remember when I couldn't get they time of day\n[01:48.23] Now these hoes wanna spend they time with me (uh-huh)\n[01:51.15] I remember being little playin' board games\n[01:53.62] Now I'm playing real-life Monopoly\n[01:55.50] \n[01:55.79] Cha-ching\n[02:01.30] Cha-ching\n[02:06.34] Cha-ching\n[02:08.85] I wake up in the morning\n[02:10.13] With an alarm clock in my head\n[02:11.89] It's a coach whistle\n[02:14.37] Ayy, somethin' like a cash register (ayy, uh)\n[02:16.97] Cha-ching (yeah, uh)\n[02:17.25] \n[02:17.61] I don't got to come back 'cause I never left\n[02:19.93] I could only imagine how that feels, no disrespect\n[02:22.53] On the right track, I don't ever go left\n[02:25.21] Need my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus\n[02:27.77] Had a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\n[02:30.40] Had a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\n[02:33.01] We came from the same place, I made it, you 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I see how you livin', to be honest, it's pitiful\n[03:20.17] I don't like much, I'm a chill dude-dude\n[03:23.29] Complicated but it's kinda simple\n[03:25.89] Call my gun Proactiv, you a pimple\n[03:28.50] Catch me interactin' with your bitch, ooh-ooh\n[03:31.18] Walk in the room, I'm too smoo-ooth\n[03:33.81] That's not me, that's the percs, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:36.45] 'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:39.10] Had to cut down on the syrup, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:42.65] I was sleeping away money, couldn't wake up and get money\n[03:47.41] Now I'm up tryna get money, give a fuck what they want from me\n[03:53.13] I was too heart-broke to get money, yeah, I'm sad but I'm no dummy\n[03:57.85] If there's anything you should take from me\n[04:00.52] It's that I'm a confused, young, rich junkie\n[04:11.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rental (unrelease)\n  artist: Juice WRLD\n  album: Rental - Juice WRLD\n  duration_ms: 253000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I 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it’s just a rental\n  I'm not with all the sentimentals, just keep it simple\n  Uh, I told her ride it like a rental\n  Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt\n  After this song, I'm finna go ride some dirt bikes\n  Lit, uh-huh\n  In the hills, fuckin' up all the happy houses\n\n  I told her ride it like a rental, it’s just a rental\n  I'm not with all the sentimentals, just keep it simple\n  You wanna know what I'm into, so you can get into it\n  I ain't tryna get into it, I done been through it\n  A lot shit been on my mental, I done been through it\n  Niggas say they gon' kill me, Nike, just do it\n  Bitches say they want the real me, they sound real stupid\n  I already told you my relationship with Cupid\n  This shit don't ever work, my heart cold\n  It's been cold since I threw it to the South Pole (uh)\n  AP two-tone, yeah, my wrist cold (uh)\n  Straight flawless, the brightest of crystals (uh)\n  I'm a diamond in the rough, that's a gem, ho (uh)\n  Got a thing for Gemini's with a bad soul (uh)\n  I was told to let live and to let 'em go (uh)\n  But instead, I just love them and hold 'em close (uh)\n  Opiate addict, it's fucking narcos (uh)\n  Heartbreak addict too, I been done wrong (uh)\n  Got a thing for the freaks and the snake hoes (uh)\n  Love sex so much, need a porno (uh)\n  Love head so much, need a deep throat (uh)\n  I can't fuck with her if she don't got a deep throat (uh)\n  Hundred-fifty for the watch, not a cheap ho (uh)\n  Cubic zirconias, you can keep those (uh)\n  See a whole different side of me (uh-huh)\n  Need a girl that'll die for me (uh-huh)\n  Her boyfriend want a rivalry (uh-huh)\n  A nigga better come and ride for me (uh-huh)\n  I remember when I couldn't get they time of day\n  Now these hoes wanna spend they time with me (uh-huh)\n  I remember being little playin' board games\n  Now I'm playing real-life Monopoly\n\n  Cha-ching\n  Cha-ching\n  Cha-ching\n  I wake up in the morning\n  With an alarm clock in my head\n  It's a coach whistle\n  Ayy, somethin' like a cash register (ayy, uh)\n  Cha-ching (yeah, uh)\n\n  I don't got to come back 'cause I never left\n  I could only imagine how that feels, no disrespect\n  On the right track, I don't ever go left\n  Need my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus\n  Had a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\n  Had a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\n  We came from the same place, I made it, you stayed\n  They wasn't gon' hear our story 'less a real nigga told it\n  Took his bitch, yeah, I stole her, I'm gettin' bolder\n  I'm sick, nigga, no Ebola, need a Ricola\n  She took my heart, yeah, she stole it and now she own it\n  My heartbreak on the way, I'm good for the moment\n  I'm Tom Hanks with the plays, Forrest Gump, runnin'\n  I get bad news every day, gettin' high just in case\n  Fake boobs to the face, good news, masturbate\n  How rude, baddie with an attitude, give me face\n  Attitude, I don't like her attitude, let her swallow\n  She should have an attitude of gratitude, bullets hollow\n  Give 'em to a nigga like an attitude\n  Fifty shot clip for a nigga with an attitude\n  Rolls Royce truck, catch me cruisin' on the avenue\n  Good nut bust for some head, yeah, that'll do\n  I ain't Mr. T, nah, I'll never pity fools\n  I see how you livin', to be honest, it's pitiful\n  I don't like much, I'm a chill dude-dude\n  Complicated but it's kinda simple\n  Call my gun Proactiv, you a pimple\n  Catch me interactin' with your bitch, ooh-ooh\n  Walk in the room, I'm too smoo-ooth\n  That's not me, that's the percs, ooh-ooh, ooh\n  'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh-ooh, ooh\n  Had to cut down on the syrup, ooh-ooh, ooh\n  I was sleeping away money, couldn't wake up and get money\n  Now I'm up tryna get money, give a fuck what they want from me\n  I was too heart-broke to get money, yeah, I'm sad but I'm no dummy\n  If there's anything you should take from me\n  It's that I'm a confused, young, rich 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two-tone, yeah, my wrist cold (uh)\nStraight flawless, the brightest of crystals (uh)\nI'm a diamond in the rough, that's a gem, ho (uh)\nGot a thing for Gemini's with a bad soul (uh)\nI was told to let live and to let 'em go (uh)\nBut instead, I just love them and hold 'em close (uh)\nOpiate addict, it's fucking narcos (uh)\nHeartbreak addict too, I been done wrong (uh)\nGot a thing for the freaks and the snake hoes (uh)\nLove sex so much, need a porno (uh)\nLove head so much, need a deep throat (uh)\nI can't fuck with her if she don't got a deep throat (uh)\nHundred-fifty for the watch, not a cheap ho (uh)\nCubic zirconias, you can keep those (uh)\nSee a whole different side of me (uh-huh)\nNeed a girl that'll die for me (uh-huh)\nHer boyfriend want a rivalry (uh-huh)\nA nigga better come and ride for me (uh-huh)\nI remember when I couldn't get they time of day\nNow these hoes wanna spend they time with me (uh-huh)\nI remember being little playin' board games\nNow I'm playing 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(uh-huh)\n[01:43.15] A nigga better come and ride for me (uh-huh)\n[01:45.79] I remember when I couldn't get they time of day\n[01:48.23] Now these hoes wanna spend they time with me (uh-huh)\n[01:51.15] I remember being little playin' board games\n[01:53.62] Now I'm playing real-life Monopoly\n[01:55.50] \n[01:55.79] Cha-ching\n[02:01.30] Cha-ching\n[02:06.34] Cha-ching\n[02:08.85] I wake up in the morning\n[02:10.13] With an alarm clock in my head\n[02:11.89] It's a coach whistle\n[02:14.37] Ayy, somethin' like a cash register (ayy, uh)\n[02:16.97] Cha-ching (yeah, uh)\n[02:17.25] \n[02:17.61] I don't got to come back 'cause I never left\n[02:19.93] I could only imagine how that feels, no disrespect\n[02:22.53] On the right track, I don't ever go left\n[02:25.21] Need my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus\n[02:27.77] Had a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\n[02:30.40] Had a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga sold it\n[02:33.01] We came from the same place, I made it, you stayed\n[02:35.70] They wasn't gon' hear our story 'less a real nigga told it\n[02:38.38] Took his bitch, yeah, I stole her, I'm gettin' bolder\n[02:40.89] I'm sick, nigga, no Ebola, need a Ricola\n[02:43.49] She took my heart, yeah, she stole it and now she own it\n[02:46.09] My heartbreak on the way, I'm good for the moment\n[02:48.77] I'm Tom Hanks with the plays, Forrest Gump, runnin'\n[02:51.25] I get bad news every day, gettin' high just in case\n[02:54.21] Fake boobs to the face, good news, masturbate\n[02:56.81] How rude, baddie with an attitude, give me face\n[02:59.44] Attitude, I don't like her attitude, let her swallow\n[03:02.05] She should have an attitude of gratitude, bullets hollow\n[03:04.73] Give 'em to a nigga like an attitude\n[03:06.69] Fifty shot clip for a nigga with an attitude\n[03:09.37] Rolls Royce truck, catch me cruisin' on the avenue\n[03:12.05] Good nut bust for some head, yeah, that'll do\n[03:14.61] I ain't Mr. T, nah, I'll never pity fools\n[03:17.26] I see how you livin', to be honest, it's pitiful\n[03:20.17] I don't like much, I'm a chill dude-dude\n[03:23.29] Complicated but it's kinda simple\n[03:25.89] Call my gun Proactiv, you a pimple\n[03:28.50] Catch me interactin' with your bitch, ooh-ooh\n[03:31.18] Walk in the room, I'm too smoo-ooth\n[03:33.81] That's not me, that's the percs, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:36.45] 'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:39.10] Had to cut down on the syrup, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:42.65] I was sleeping away money, couldn't wake up and get money\n[03:47.41] Now I'm up tryna get money, give a fuck what they want from me\n[03:53.13] I was too heart-broke to get money, yeah, I'm sad but I'm no dummy\n[03:57.85] If there's anything you should take from me\n[04:00.52] It's that I'm a confused, young, rich junkie\n[04:11.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rental\n  artist: Juice WRLD\n  album: Unrealeased\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I told her ride it like 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stayed\n[02:35.70] They wasn't gon' hear our story 'less a real nigga told it\n[02:38.38] Took his bitch, yeah, I stole her, I'm gettin' bolder\n[02:40.89] I'm sick, nigga, no Ebola, need a Ricola\n[02:43.49] She took my heart, yeah, she stole it and now she own it\n[02:46.09] My heartbreak on the way, I'm good for the moment\n[02:48.77] I'm Tom Hanks with the plays, Forrest Gump, runnin'\n[02:51.25] I get bad news every day, gettin' high just in case\n[02:54.21] Fake boobs to the face, good news, masturbate\n[02:56.81] How rude, baddie with an attitude, give me face\n[02:59.44] Attitude, I don't like her attitude, let her swallow\n[03:02.05] She should have an attitude of gratitude, bullets hollow\n[03:04.73] Give 'em to a nigga like an attitude\n[03:06.69] Fifty shot clip for a nigga with an attitude\n[03:09.37] Rolls Royce truck, catch me cruisin' on the avenue\n[03:12.05] Good nut bust for some head, yeah, that'll do\n[03:14.61] I ain't Mr. T, nah, I'll never pity fools\n[03:17.26] I see how you livin', to be honest, it's pitiful\n[03:20.17] I don't like much, I'm a chill dude-dude\n[03:23.29] Complicated but it's kinda simple\n[03:25.89] Call my gun Proactiv, you a pimple\n[03:28.50] Catch me interactin' with your bitch, ooh-ooh\n[03:31.18] Walk in the room, I'm too smoo-ooth\n[03:33.81] That's not me, that's the percs, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:36.45] 'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:39.10] Had to cut down on the syrup, ooh-ooh, ooh\n[03:42.65] I was sleeping away money, couldn't wake up and get money\n[03:47.41] Now I'm up tryna get money, give a fuck what they want from me\n[03:53.13] I was too heart-broke to get money, yeah, I'm sad but I'm no dummy\n[03:57.85] If there's anything you should take from me\n[04:00.52] It's that I'm a confused, young, rich junkie\n[04:11.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rental\n  artist: Juice Wrld\n  album: The Party Never Ends (Og)\n  duration_ms: 253000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I told 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