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face beat, Metro Boomin\n[02:30.68] Postin' weed on your story, lucky the feds ain't tuned in\n[02:34.12] I was actin' like you know shit, she ain't even stole shit\n[02:36.82] Uh, okay, got all of this money pilin', Lord, I wanna ball forever\n[02:40.98] You know I could really use Your help, yeah (need Your help, yeah)\n[02:44.09] Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg (yeah)\n[02:47.60] I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (did it by myself, yeah)\n[02:50.50] Okay, time and time again, I gave you last chances, uh\n[02:54.06] Love life in the end, at least my pack landed (yeah)\n[02:57.03] Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg\n[03:00.66] I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (shoutout to my cousin, dawg, did it by myself, yeah)\n[03:04.92] I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah, uh\n[03:07.95] I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah\n[03:10.95] I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah\n[03:14.79] I had some\n[03:15.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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29080\n  end_ms: 33990\n- text: Yeah, now I'm what they grab at (yeah)\n  start_ms: 33990\n  end_ms: 36340\n- text: Back then, they would laugh at me (yeah), now I'm who they grabbin'\n  start_ms: 36340\n  end_ms: 39010\n- text: Get my grandma whatever she want from me, and she ain't get no help\n  start_ms: 39010\n  end_ms: 42110\n- text: Niggas actin' like they with you, turn your back, they'll put 'em on ya\n  start_ms: 42110\n  end_ms: 45490\n- text: Feel like the coldest nigga ever, I got permanent pneumonia\n  start_ms: 45490\n  end_ms: 48820\n- text: There was times I needed help, I had to do it on my own\n  start_ms: 48820\n  end_ms: 51820\n- text: I ain't cry, it made me strong, fuck a nigga, I work my phone\n  start_ms: 51820\n  end_ms: 55110\n- text: They got jammed when we was younger, for 15 years, D done been gone\n  start_ms: 55110\n  end_ms: 58530\n- text: I make sure I handle they lawyer fees, determined to bring 'em home\n  start_ms: 58530\n  end_ms: 61860\n- text: They was hopin' to take me out, but I had made it through the storm\n  start_ms: 61860\n  end_ms: 65010\n- text: I'm like shoutout to my cousin, dawg, he right there, and he had to call\n  start_ms: 65010\n  end_ms: 68620\n- text: (Uh, I'm a country boy, don't wanna talk for long) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 68620\n  end_ms: 71930\n- text: Had to cut my brother off, I can't believe you broke the law (niggas still sip codeine)\n  start_ms: 71930\n  end_ms: 75350\n- text: That shit really did somethin' to my head\n  start_ms: 75350\n  end_ms: 78120\n- text: Uh, okay, got all of this money pilin', Lord, I wanna ball forever\n  start_ms: 78120\n  end_ms: 82170\n- text: You know I could really use Your help, yeah (need Your help, yeah)\n  start_ms: 82170\n  end_ms: 85110\n- text: Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg (yeah)\n  start_ms: 85110\n  end_ms: 88600\n- text: I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (did it by myself, yeah)\n  start_ms: 88600\n  end_ms: 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to buy in fight night, now I get lost, took my mama\n  start_ms: 121040\n  end_ms: 124420\n- text: From the projects to loadin' up a PJ, convicted felon\n  start_ms: 124420\n  end_ms: 128580\n- text: Since bro snitched on a dead man, he don't think it's tellin'\n  start_ms: 128580\n  end_ms: 131530\n- text: Can't believe my cousin, dawg, can't believe you took the stand\n  start_ms: 131530\n  end_ms: 135120\n- text: Can't believe my hood and I was a couple niggas, still shake his hand\n  start_ms: 135120\n  end_ms: 138250\n- text: Wanna make lil' Snoop a highlight tape, thank God he shook his hands\n  start_ms: 138250\n  end_ms: 141570\n- text: Had a thousand of 'em inside the trailer truck, he saw before they land\n  start_ms: 141570\n  end_ms: 144370\n- text: Soon as it touch down, hotel trap outta rooms\n  start_ms: 144370\n  end_ms: 147500\n- text: Shawty want me to pay to get her face beat, Metro Boomin\n  start_ms: 147500\n  end_ms: 150680\n- text: Postin' weed on your story, lucky the feds ain't tuned in\n  start_ms: 150680\n  end_ms: 154120\n- text: I was actin' like you know shit, she ain't even stole shit\n  start_ms: 154120\n  end_ms: 156820\n- text: Uh, okay, got all of this money pilin', Lord, I wanna ball forever\n  start_ms: 156820\n  end_ms: 160980\n- text: You know I could really use Your help, yeah (need Your help, yeah)\n  start_ms: 160980\n  end_ms: 164090\n- text: Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg (yeah)\n  start_ms: 164090\n  end_ms: 167600\n- text: I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (did it by myself, yeah)\n  start_ms: 167600\n  end_ms: 170500\n- text: Okay, time and time again, I gave you last chances, uh\n  start_ms: 170500\n  end_ms: 174060\n- text: Love life in the end, at least my pack landed (yeah)\n  start_ms: 174060\n  end_ms: 177030\n- text: Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg\n  start_ms: 177030\n  end_ms: 180660\n- text: I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (shoutout to my cousin, dawg, did it by myself, yeah)\n  start_ms: 180660\n  end_ms: 184920\n- text: I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah, uh\n  start_ms: 184920\n  end_ms: 187950\n- text: I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah\n  start_ms: 187950\n  end_ms: 190950\n- text: I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah\n  start_ms: 190950\n  end_ms: 194790\n- text: I had some\n  start_ms: 194790\n  end_ms: 195280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 195280\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  Yeah, mm, mm\n  Hmm-mm, yeah, yeah\n\n  We got pounds all on the counter, in the spot, watchin' the cameras\n  I ain't never scared to take a risk, I know life is a gamble\n  Can't believe they turned they back on me, now my life in shamble\n  I got money, thought they'd be happy for me, they'd rather see me in shackle\n\n  Startin' the gas, I can't go backward, 50 mill' a year, my average\n  Used to work that kitchen cabinet, payin' the block, they used laugh at me (laugh at me)\n  Yeah, now I'm what they grab at (yeah)\n  Back then, they would laugh at me (yeah), now I'm who they grabbin'\n\n  Get my grandma whatever she want from me, and she ain't get no help\n  Niggas actin' like they with you, turn your back, they'll put 'em on ya\n  Feel like the coldest nigga ever, I got permanent pneumonia\n  There was times I needed help, I had to do it on my own\n\n  I ain't cry, it made me strong, fuck a nigga, I work my phone\n  They got jammed when we was younger, for 15 years, D done been gone\n  I make sure I handle they lawyer fees, determined to bring 'em home\n  They was hopin' to take me out, but I had made it through the storm\n\n  I'm like shoutout to my cousin, dawg, he right there, and he had to call\n  (Uh, I'm a country boy, don't wanna talk for long) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Had to cut my brother off, I can't believe you broke the law (niggas still sip codeine)\n  That shit really did somethin' to my head\n\n  Uh, okay, got all of this money pilin', Lord, I wanna ball forever\n  You know I could really use Your help, yeah (need Your help, yeah)\n  Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg (yeah)\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (did it by myself, yeah)\n\n  Okay, time and time again, I gave you last chances, uh\n  Love life in the end, at least my pack landed (yeah)\n  Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (did it by myself)\n\n  Been off the pound, we built for it, they touchin' the clipboard\n  Lil' broski represented himself, he had beat the feds, he ain't have a lawyer\n  Soon as we touchin' the airport, we duckin' the task force\n  Bro said he can't wait 'til he see Alabama like Travis Barker\n\n  My opps got security, but the .12 I'm rockin' with be Travis Hunter\n  I had zero to buy in fight night, now I get lost, took my mama\n  From the projects to loadin' up a PJ, convicted felon\n  Since bro snitched on a dead man, he don't think it's tellin'\n\n  Can't believe my cousin, dawg, can't believe you took the stand\n  Can't believe my hood and I was a couple niggas, still shake his hand\n  Wanna make lil' Snoop a highlight tape, thank God he shook his hands\n  Had a thousand of 'em inside the trailer truck, he saw before they land\n\n  Soon as it touch down, hotel trap outta rooms\n  Shawty want me to pay to get her face beat, Metro Boomin\n  Postin' weed on your story, lucky the feds ain't tuned in\n  I was actin' like you know shit, she ain't even stole shit\n\n  Uh, okay, got all of this money pilin', Lord, I wanna ball forever\n  You know I could really use Your help, yeah (need Your help, yeah)\n  Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg (yeah)\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (did it by myself, yeah)\n\n  Okay, time and time again, I gave you last chances, uh\n  Love life in the end, at least my pack landed (yeah)\n  Thousand on a tractor-trailer, shoutout to my cousin, dawg\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah (shoutout to my cousin, dawg, did it by myself, yeah)\n\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah, uh\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah\n  I couldn't've did it by myself, yeah\n  I had some\n"}]