[{"id":6493707,"name":"Fuck Sleep","trackName":"Fuck Sleep","artistName":"Kid Ink","albumName":"Almost Home - EP","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Eyes wide open...\nWe've been up all night, I ain't even notice\nFuck sleep...\nYou know the money is the motive 'til the morning\nI be hungry every moment, man, a nigga gotta eat\nCookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX\nMy weight up, you could check my biceps\nI'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice\nI ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so...\nAin't no rest for me now\nLook around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child\nEverywhere that I go, you should know the motto\nMy time is my money and I always need more, so\n\nSo fuck sleep...\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep...\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep...\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep...)\nFuck sleep...\n\nYep – I've got her legs wide open\nLate night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets\nThen it's back to the work\nFuck 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid\nEvery week – and that's the only way to be\nWork hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats\nSee the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe\nIs that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\nI've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream\nIf you made it from the bottom\nThen you know just what I mean\nEverything on the other side ain't always what it seems\nBut I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see\n\nSo fuck sleep...\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep...\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep...\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep...)\nFuck sleep...\n\nIn a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs\nFuck niggas takin' breaks – real niggas gotta eat\nI told my nigga Jah – when he get back on the streets\nI'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet\nMade millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet\nKeep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks\nI'm dickin' down a freak\nI'm bustin' off like \"Blocka! Blocka!\"\nAnd sleep, I don't need nada – champagne is my Viagra\n\nSo fuck sleep...\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep...\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep...\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep...)\nFuck sleep...","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.04] Eyes wide open…\n[00:16.12] We've been up all night, I ain't even notice\n[00:19.25] Fuck sleep…\n[00:21.22] You know the money is the motive 'til the morning\n[00:23.23] I be hungry every moment, man, a nigga gotta eat\n[00:26.23] Cookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX\n[00:29.32] My weight up, you could check my biceps\n[00:32.37] I'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice\n[00:34.42] I ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so…\n[00:38.46] Ain't no rest for me now\n[00:42.43] Look around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child\n[00:44.55] Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto\n[00:48.51] My time is my money and I always need more, so\n[00:51.58] So fuck sleep…\n[00:54.60] ‘Cause I've got a lot of bills\n[00:56.68] And nobody gon' pay ‘em but me\n[01:01.73] (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n[01:04.69] Fuck sleep…\n[01:07.79] You could chill while I stack these bills\n[01:09.86] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[01:11.93] Fuck sleep…\n[01:17.96] (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n[01:19.04] (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n[01:23.07] (So fuck sleep…)\n[01:25.17] Fuck sleep…\n[01:28.32] Yep – I've got her legs wide open\n[01:34.31] Late night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets\n[01:37.45] Then it's back to the work\n[01:40.51] Fuck 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid\n[01:43.54] Every week – and that's the only way to be\n[01:46.57] Work hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats\n[01:49.64] See the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe\n[01:53.66] Is that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\n[01:56.76] I've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream\n[01:59.76] If you made it from the bottom\n[02:01.76] Then you know just what I mean\n[02:03.76] Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems\n[02:04.76] But I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see\n[02:09.84] So fuck sleep…\n[02:11.82] ‘Cause I've got a lot of bills\n[02:14.83] And nobody gon' pay ‘em but me\n[02:16.95] (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n[02:21.95] Fuck sleep…\n[02:24.98] You could chill while I stack these bills\n[02:28.04] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[02:31.14] Fuck sleep…\n[02:35.15] (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n[02:37.19] (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n[02:40.26] (So fuck sleep…)\n[02:44.28] Fuck sleep…\n[02:48.35] In a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs\n[02:51.37] Fuck niggas takin' breaks – real niggas gotta eat\n[02:54.44] I told my nigga Jah – when he get back on the streets\n[02:57.43] I'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet\n[02:59.54] Made millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet\n[03:03.56] Keep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks\n[03:07.65] I'm dickin' down a freak\n[03:08.63] I'm bustin' off like \"Blocka! Blocka!\"\n[03:10.67] And sleep, I don't need nada – champagne is my Viagra\n[03:13.66] So fuck sleep…\n[03:15.76] ‘Cause I've got a lot of bills\n[03:19.83] And nobody gon' pay ‘em but me\n[03:22.94] (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n[03:26.94] Fuck sleep…\n[03:29.96] You could chill while I stack these bills\n[03:32.05] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[03:35.06] Fuck sleep…\n[03:40.14] (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n[03:43.16] (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n[03:46.25] (So fuck sleep…)\n[03:50.33] Fuck sleep…\n[03:53.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck Sleep\n  artist: Kid Ink\n  album: Almost Home - EP\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Eyes wide open…\n  start_ms: 14040\n  end_ms: 16120\n- text: We've been up all night, I ain't even notice\n  start_ms: 16120\n  end_ms: 19250\n- text: Fuck sleep…\n  start_ms: 19250\n  end_ms: 21220\n- text: You know the money is the motive 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Blocka!\"\n  And sleep, I don't need nada – champagne is my Viagra\n\n  So fuck sleep...\n  'Cause I've got a lot of bills\n  And nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n  (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n  Fuck sleep...\n  You could chill while I stack these bills\n  Why you think these bitches love me?\n  Fuck sleep...\n  (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n  (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n  (So fuck sleep...)\n  Fuck sleep...\n"},{"id":6493708,"name":"Fuck Sleep","trackName":"Fuck Sleep","artistName":"Kid Ink","albumName":"Almost Home","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Eyes wide open...\nWe've been up all night, I ain't even notice\nFuck sleep...\nYou know the money is the motive 'til the morning\nI be hungry every moment, man, a nigga gotta eat\nCookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX\nMy weight up, you could check my biceps\nI'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice\nI ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so...\nAin't no rest for me now\nLook around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child\nEverywhere that I go, you should know the motto\nMy time is my money and I always need more, so\n\nSo fuck sleep...\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep...\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep...\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep...)\nFuck sleep...\n\nYep – I've got her legs wide open\nLate night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets\nThen it's back to the work\nFuck 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid\nEvery week – and that's the only way to be\nWork hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats\nSee the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe\nIs that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\nI've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream\nIf you made it from the bottom\nThen you know just what I mean\nEverything on the other side ain't always what it seems\nBut I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see\n\nSo fuck sleep...\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep...\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep...\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep...)\nFuck sleep...\n\nIn a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs\nFuck niggas takin' breaks – real niggas gotta eat\nI told my nigga Jah – when he get back on the streets\nI'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet\nMade millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet\nKeep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks\nI'm dickin' down a freak\nI'm bustin' off like \"Blocka! Blocka!\"\nAnd sleep, I don't need nada – champagne is my Viagra\n\nSo fuck sleep...\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep...\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep...\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep...)\nFuck sleep...","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.04] Eyes wide open…\n[00:16.12] We've been up all night, I ain't even notice\n[00:19.25] Fuck sleep…\n[00:21.22] You know the money is the motive 'til the morning\n[00:23.23] I be hungry every moment, man, a nigga gotta eat\n[00:26.23] Cookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX\n[00:29.32] My weight up, you could check my biceps\n[00:32.37] I'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice\n[00:34.42] I ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so…\n[00:38.46] Ain't no rest for me now\n[00:42.43] Look around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child\n[00:44.55] Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto\n[00:48.51] My time is my money and I always need more, so\n[00:51.58] So fuck sleep…\n[00:54.60] ‘Cause I've got a lot of bills\n[00:56.68] And nobody gon' pay ‘em but me\n[01:01.73] (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n[01:04.69] Fuck sleep…\n[01:07.79] You could chill while I stack these bills\n[01:09.86] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[01:11.93] Fuck sleep…\n[01:17.96] (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n[01:19.04] (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n[01:23.07] (So fuck sleep…)\n[01:25.17] Fuck sleep…\n[01:28.32] Yep – I've got her legs wide open\n[01:34.31] Late night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets\n[01:37.45] Then it's back to the work\n[01:40.51] Fuck 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid\n[01:43.54] Every week – and that's the only way to be\n[01:46.57] Work hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats\n[01:49.64] See the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe\n[01:53.66] Is that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\n[01:56.76] I've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream\n[01:59.76] If you made it from the bottom\n[02:01.76] Then you know just what I mean\n[02:03.76] Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems\n[02:04.76] But I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see\n[02:09.84] So fuck sleep…\n[02:11.82] ‘Cause I've got a lot of bills\n[02:14.83] And nobody gon' pay ‘em but me\n[02:16.95] (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n[02:21.95] Fuck sleep…\n[02:24.98] You could chill while I stack these bills\n[02:28.04] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[02:31.14] Fuck sleep…\n[02:35.15] (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n[02:37.19] (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n[02:40.26] (So fuck sleep…)\n[02:44.28] Fuck sleep…\n[02:48.35] In a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs\n[02:51.37] Fuck niggas takin' breaks – real niggas gotta eat\n[02:54.44] I told my nigga Jah – when he get back on the streets\n[02:57.43] I'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet\n[02:59.54] Made millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet\n[03:03.56] Keep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks\n[03:07.65] I'm dickin' down a freak\n[03:08.63] I'm bustin' off like \"Blocka! Blocka!\"\n[03:10.67] And sleep, I don't need nada – champagne is my Viagra\n[03:13.66] So fuck sleep…\n[03:15.76] ‘Cause I've got a lot of bills\n[03:19.83] And nobody gon' pay ‘em but me\n[03:22.94] (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n[03:26.94] Fuck sleep…\n[03:29.96] You could chill while I stack these bills\n[03:32.05] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[03:35.06] Fuck sleep…\n[03:40.14] (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n[03:43.16] (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n[03:46.25] (So fuck sleep…)\n[03:50.33] Fuck sleep…\n[03:53.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck Sleep\n  artist: Kid Ink\n  album: Almost Home\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Eyes wide open…\n  start_ms: 14040\n  end_ms: 16120\n- text: We've been up all night, I ain't even notice\n  start_ms: 16120\n  end_ms: 19250\n- text: Fuck sleep…\n  start_ms: 19250\n  end_ms: 21220\n- text: You know the money is the motive 'til 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Blocka!\"\n  And sleep, I don't need nada – champagne is my Viagra\n\n  So fuck sleep...\n  'Cause I've got a lot of bills\n  And nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n  (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n  Fuck sleep...\n  You could chill while I stack these bills\n  Why you think these bitches love me?\n  Fuck sleep...\n  (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n  (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n  (So fuck sleep...)\n  Fuck sleep...\n"},{"id":23864343,"name":"Fuck Sleep (feat. Rico Love)","trackName":"Fuck Sleep (feat. 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Blocka!\"\nAnd sleep, I don't need nada, champagne is my Viagra\nSo fuck sleep\n'Cause I've got a lot of bills\nAnd nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n(I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\nFuck sleep\nYou could chill while I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nFuck sleep\n(Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n(When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n(So fuck sleep)\nFuck sleep","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fuck Sleep (feat. Rico Love)\n  artist: Kid Ink\n  album: Almost Home\n  duration_ms: 236000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Eyes wide open\n  We've been up all night, I ain't even notice\n  Fuck sleep\n  You know the money is the motive 'til the morning\n  I be hungry every moment, man, a nigga gotta eat\n  Cookin' up, no Pyrex, it's IMAX\n  My weight up, you could check my biceps\n  I'm puttin' on for my team, holding me down like Maurice\n  I ain't in no hurry 'til we ain't got no worries, so...\n  Ain't no rest for me now\n  Look around, and I've got more bills than dad, Stunny's child\n  Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto\n  My time is my money and I always need more, so\n  So fuck sleep\n  'Cause I've got a lot of bills\n  And nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n  (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n  Fuck sleep\n  You could chill while I stack these bills\n  Why you think these bitches love me?\n  Fuck sleep\n  (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n  (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n  (So fuck sleep)\n  Fuck sleep\n  Yep, I've got her legs wide open\n  Late night, undercover freak, so you know it's no sheets\n  Then it's back to the work\n  Fuck 1st and the 15th, I'm tryna get paid\n  Every week, and that's the only way to be\n  Work hard 'cause I need soft leather on the seats\n  See the money's all the talk, and the only thing I breathe\n  Is that California kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\n  I've gotta keep it real, but I'm living in a dream\n  If you made it from the bottom\n  Then you know just what I mean\n  Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems\n  But I heard that it's some green, so I gotta go and see\n  So fuck sleep\n  'Cause I've got a lot of bills\n  And nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n  (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n  Fuck sleep\n  You could chill while I stack these bills\n  Why you think these bitches love me?\n  Fuck sleep\n  (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n  (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n  (So fuck sleep)\n  Fuck sleep\n  In a matter of a week, I made 200 Gs\n  Fuck niggas takin' breaks, real niggas gotta eat\n  I told my nigga Jah, when he get back on the streets\n  I'mma drop a bag on him, but him right back on his feet\n  Made millions off of beats, and the melody is sweet\n  Keep my shades on 'cause I ain't slumbered in weeks\n  I'm dickin' down a freak\n  I'm bustin' off like \"Blocka! Blocka!\"\n  And sleep, I don't need nada, champagne is my Viagra\n  So fuck sleep\n  'Cause I've got a lot of bills\n  And nobody gon' pay 'em but me\n  (I keep my mind on my money, nigga, I don't love these hoes)\n  Fuck sleep\n  You could chill while I stack these bills\n  Why you think these bitches love me?\n  Fuck sleep\n  (Bitch you ain't know, you ain't know)\n  (When you throw stuff, I was gettin' money)\n  (So fuck sleep)\n  Fuck sleep\n"},{"id":23129015,"name":"Fuck Sleep (feat. Rico Love)","trackName":"Fuck Sleep (feat. 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hoes\nFuck sleep!\nUhh, you could chill, when I stack these bills\nWhy you think these bitches love me?\nBet you ain't know, you ain't know\nWhen you dozed off, I was gettin' money\nSo fuck sleep, fuck sleep\n(Turn the lights on)\n\nI got her legs wide open\nLate night, undercover freaks so you know it's no sheets\nThen it's back to the work, fuck first and then the fifthteenth\nI'm tryna get pay day erry'week\nAnd it's tha only way to be, work hard, cause I need soft leather on the seat\nSee the money all the top, and the only thing I breathe\nIs that California Kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\nI gotta keep it real, but I'm livin' in a dream\nIf you made it from the bottom, then you just know what I mean\nEverything on the other side ain't always what it seems\nBut I heard that there's some green, so I gotta go and see\n\nIn the matter of the week, I make two hunnits G's\nFake niggas takin' breaks, real niggas gotta eat\nI told my nigga, Jah, when you get back on the streets\nI'mma 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ain't no rest for me now\n[00:42.24] Look around and I got mo' bills than Destiny's Child\n[00:45.33] Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto\n[00:48.89] \"My time is my money\" and I always need mo'\n[00:51.89] So fuck sleep\n[00:53.39] Cause I got a lot of bills, and nobody gon' pay 'em, but me\n[00:59.26] I keep my mind on my money, nigga I don't love these hoes\n[01:04.66] Fuck sleep!\n[01:07.53] Uhh, you could chill, when I stack these bills\n[01:10.54] Why you think these bitches love me?\n[01:12.44] Bet you ain't know, you ain't know\n[01:19.92] When you dozed off, I was gettin' money\n[01:22.27] So fuck sleep, fuck sleep\n[01:25.68] (Turn the lights on)\n[01:27.10] I got her legs wide open\n[01:34.04] Late night, undercover freaks so you know it's no sheets\n[01:37.70] Then it's back to the work, fuck first and then the fifthteenth\n[01:42.67] I'm tryna get pay day erry'week\n[01:44.26] And it's tha only way to be, work hard, cause I need soft leather on the seat\n[01:50.27] See the money all the top, and the only thing I breathe\n[01:53.67] Is that California Kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\n[01:56.83] I gotta keep it real, but I'm livin' in a dream\n[01:59.80] If you made it from the bottom, then you just know what I mean\n[02:02.73] Everything on the other side ain't always what it seems\n[02:06.60] But I heard that there's some green, so I gotta go and see\n[02:49.12] In the matter of the week, I make two hunnits G's\n[02:51.13] Fake niggas takin' breaks, real niggas gotta eat\n[02:54.34] I told my nigga, Jah, when you get back on the streets\n[02:57.54] I'mma drop a bag on 'em, put a Maybach on his feet\n[03:00.71] Make millions off of beats and the melodies are sweet\n[03:04.16] I keep my shades on cause I ain't slumbered in weeks\n[03:07.38] I'm dippin' down a freak, I'm bustin' off like: \"Blocka, blocka!\"\n[03:11.96] And sleep, I don't need nada, champagne is my Viagra\n[03:15.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  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got mo' bills than Destiny's Child\n  Everywhere that I go, you should know the motto\n  \"My time is my money\" and I always need mo'\n\n  So fuck sleep\n  Cause I got a lot of bills, and nobody gon' pay 'em, but me\n  I keep my mind on my money, nigga I don't love these hoes\n  Fuck sleep!\n  Uhh, you could chill, when I stack these bills\n  Why you think these bitches love me?\n  Bet you ain't know, you ain't know\n  When you dozed off, I was gettin' money\n  So fuck sleep, fuck sleep\n  (Turn the lights on)\n\n  I got her legs wide open\n  Late night, undercover freaks so you know it's no sheets\n  Then it's back to the work, fuck first and then the fifthteenth\n  I'm tryna get pay day erry'week\n  And it's tha only way to be, work hard, cause I need soft leather on the seat\n  See the money all the top, and the only thing I breathe\n  Is that California Kush, God blessed me like a sneeze\n  I gotta keep it real, but I'm livin' in a dream\n  If you made it from the bottom, then you 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