[{"id":19609457,"name":"On Me","trackName":"On Me","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Meek Mill Songs","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, reportin' live from the Northside of Litty City\nYou fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it, player\nI just want you to know that we the Navy Seals\nWe gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga\nGang (Bangladesh), ugh\n\nThree bad bitches, fuckin' on me\nTop floor at my penthouse, yeah\nYoung rich nigga, I'm on my roll\nFuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah\nFuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah\nNigga play me, gon' get shot (brr)\nQuarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah\nBust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no\nWe got them birds in a drought\n\nI caught a plaque and they hittin' it raw\nThis life I'm living be trippin' me out\n'Cause I just light a flamers, be spittin' in my mouth (ew)\nI'ma buy-a-bird for a project bitch\nRolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit\nAss all fat, tell her pop that shit like (booty, booty, booty, booty) (shit like)\nEvery red bottom, know I got that shit\nPost it on the Gram, but you not that lit\nYour favorite rapper is not that rich (booty, booty, booty, booty) (that rich)\n\nFly Dubai on Emirates (Emirates)\nOnly fly a mob that's with the shits (with the shits)\nAll bad hoes need discipline (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nTell her come- (tell her come-), fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\nFuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n(Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (woo)\nRed Lamborghini with the doors out (ugh)\nI hit them the mall, clear stores out (ugh) (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nHit it to your face, get pores out, yeah\nI been hard workin' and humble, but\nBelieve me, I've heard of the mumble (look)\nI'm just gon' leave it alone (yeah)\n'Cause I would put burners to bundles\n\nBitches are miserable, they are so typical\nHating is cheap, not my material\nLook where I'm at, run back to years ago\nI used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)\nI do not fuck with your kind, no\nI do not fuck with your vibe, no\nI am a big, boss bitch (woo), I do not come in your size, no (booty, booty, booty)\n\nI seen a bitch tryna switch sides (switch)\nThen jump back, tryna dick ride (no)\nBut I ain't really worried about these hoes (huh?)\nCause bitches are hurt, D. 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Rose (yeah)\n  Gucci bags, 40 count stickin' out (ugh)\n  If they want the smoke, then I give it out (ugh)\n\n  I might leave my robe at your nigga house (woo)\n  Give you two something to figure out (ha-ha, yeah)\n  I seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick\n  Try something new ho, quick, quick quick\n  Body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n\n  I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n  I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  Tell her come- (tell her come-), fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\n  Fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\n  I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n  I want a freak nasty ho (freak, freak nasty ho)\n  I'm in a red 'Sace robe (robe, robe) (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  I do not come in your size\n  Brand new Rolls, all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho (freak, freak)\n  I seen a bitch go an' switch sides\n\n  I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n  I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  Tell her come-, fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me\n  Fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me\n\n  I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n  (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n"},{"id":19976539,"name":"On Me","trackName":"On Me","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Meek Mill Videos","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, reportin' live from the Northside of Litty City\nYou fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it, player\nI just want you to know that we the Navy Seals\nWe gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga\nGang (Bangladesh), ugh\n\nThree bad bitches, fuckin' on me\nTop floor at my penthouse, yeah\nYoung rich nigga, I'm on my roll\nFuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah\nFuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah\nNigga play me, gon' get shot (brr)\nQuarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah\nBust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no\nWe got them birds in a drought\n\nI caught a plaque and they hittin' it raw\nThis life I'm living be trippin' me out\n'Cause I just light a flamers, be spittin' in my mouth (ew)\nI'ma buy-a-bird for a project bitch\nRolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit\nAss all fat, tell her pop that shit like (booty, booty, booty, booty) (shit like)\nEvery red bottom, know I got that shit\nPost it on the Gram, but you not that lit\nYour favorite rapper is not that rich (booty, booty, booty, booty) (that rich)\n\nFly Dubai on Emirates (Emirates)\nOnly fly a mob that's with the shits (with the shits)\nAll bad hoes need discipline (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nTell her come- (tell her come-), fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\nFuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n(Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (woo)\nRed Lamborghini with the doors out (ugh)\nI hit them the mall, clear stores out (ugh) (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nHit it to your face, get pores out, yeah\nI been hard workin' and humble, but\nBelieve me, I've heard of the mumble (look)\nI'm just gon' leave it alone (yeah)\n'Cause I would put burners to bundles\n\nBitches are miserable, they are so typical\nHating is cheap, not my material\nLook where I'm at, run back to years ago\nI used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)\nI do not fuck with your kind, no\nI do not fuck with your vibe, no\nI am a big, boss bitch (woo), I do not come in your size, no (booty, booty, booty)\n\nI seen a bitch tryna switch sides (switch)\nThen jump back, tryna dick ride (no)\nBut I ain't really worried about these hoes (huh?)\nCause bitches are hurt, D. Rose (yeah)\nGucci bags, 40 count stickin' out (ugh)\nIf they want the smoke, then I give it out (ugh)\n\nI might leave my robe at your nigga house (woo)\nGive you two something to figure out (ha-ha, yeah)\nI seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick\nTry something new ho, quick, quick quick\nBody bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nTell her come- (tell her come-), fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\nFuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\nI want a freak nasty ho (freak, freak nasty ho)\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe (robe, robe) (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI do not come in your size\nBrand new Rolls, all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho (freak, freak)\nI seen a bitch go an' switch sides\n\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\nTell her come-, fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me\nFuck on me, tell her come fuck on me\n\nI want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On Me\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Meek Mill Videos\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, reportin' live from the Northside of Litty City\n  You fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it, player\n  I just want you to know that we the Navy Seals\n  We gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga\n  Gang (Bangladesh), ugh\n\n  Three bad bitches, fuckin' on me\n  Top floor at my penthouse, yeah\n  Young rich nigga, I'm on my roll\n  Fuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah\n  Fuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah\n  Nigga play me, gon' get shot (brr)\n  Quarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah\n  Bust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no\n  We got them birds in a drought\n\n  I caught a plaque and they hittin' it raw\n  This life I'm living be trippin' me out\n  'Cause I just light a flamers, be spittin' in my mouth (ew)\n  I'ma buy-a-bird for a project bitch\n  Rolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit\n  Ass all fat, tell her pop that shit like (booty, booty, booty, booty) (shit like)\n  Every red bottom, know I got that shit\n  Post it on the Gram, but you not that lit\n  Your favorite rapper is not that rich (booty, booty, booty, booty) (that rich)\n\n  Fly Dubai on Emirates (Emirates)\n  Only fly a mob that's with the shits (with the shits)\n  All bad hoes need discipline (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n\n  I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n  I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  Tell her come- (tell her come-), fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\n  Fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\n  I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n  (Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (woo)\n  Red Lamborghini with the doors out (ugh)\n  I hit them the mall, clear stores out (ugh) (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  Hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah\n  I been hard workin' and humble, but\n  Believe me, I've heard of the mumble (look)\n  I'm just gon' leave it alone (yeah)\n  'Cause I would put burners to bundles\n\n  Bitches are miserable, they are so typical\n  Hating is cheap, not my material\n  Look where I'm at, run back to years ago\n  I used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)\n  I do not fuck with your kind, no\n  I do not fuck with your vibe, no\n  I am a big, boss bitch (woo), I do not come in your size, no (booty, booty, booty)\n\n  I seen a bitch tryna switch sides (switch)\n  Then jump back, tryna dick ride (no)\n  But I ain't really worried about these hoes (huh?)\n  Cause bitches are hurt, D. 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Rose (Yeah)\nGucci bags, forty count stickin' out (Ugh)\nIf they want the smoke, then I give it out (Ugh)\nI might leave my robe at your nigga house\nGive you two something to figure out\nI seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick\nTry something new hoe, quick, quick quick\nBody bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n\nI want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)\nTell her come fuck on me\nTell her come fuck on me\nFuck on me\nTell her come fuck on me\nI want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\nI want a freak nasty hoe\nFreak, freak nasty hoe\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe (Robe, robe)\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI do not come in your size\nBrand new Rolls, all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty hoe\nI seen a bitch go an' switch sides\n\nI want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\nI'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)\nI want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)\nTell her come fuck on me\nTell her come fuck on me\nFuck on me\nTell her come fuck on me\nI want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\nI want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n(Booty, booty, booty, booty)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.86] Yeah, reporting live from the northside of litty city\n[00:05.05] You fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it player\n[00:08.34] I just want you to know that we the Navy Seals\n[00:10.50] We gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga\n[00:12.56] Gang\n[00:13.81] Bangladesh\n[00:14.57] Ugh\n[00:15.23] Three bad bitches, fuckin' on me\n[00:16.88] Top floor at my penthouse, yeah\n[00:18.41] Young rich nigga, I'm on my roll\n[00:20.34] Fuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah\n[00:22.32] Fuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah\n[00:23.91] Nigga play me, gon' get shot (Brr)\n[00:25.96] Quarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah\n[00:27.76] Bust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no\n[00:29.15] We got them birds in a drought\n[00:30.71] I caught a plaque and they hitting it raw\n[00:32.67] This life I'm living be tripping me out\n[00:34.43] 'Cause I just light a flamers, be spitting in my mouth (Ew)\n[00:36.19] I'ma buy a bird for a project bitch\n[00:38.43] Rolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit\n[00:40.32] Ass all fat, tell her pop that shit like\n[00:42.47] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[00:43.69] Every red bottom, know I got that shit\n[00:45.80] Post it on the Gram, but you not that lit\n[00:47.81] Your favorite rapper is not that rich\n[00:49.72] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[00:51.02] Fly Dubai on Emirates\n[00:53.20] Only fly a mob that's with the shits\n[00:54.99] All bad hoes need discipline\n[00:56.26] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[00:57.86] I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n[01:01.34] I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches\n[01:04.31] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[01:05.37] I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n[01:08.32] I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes\n[01:11.42] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[01:12.54] Tell her come fuck on me\n[01:14.35] Tell her come fuck on me\n[01:16.42] Fuck on me\n[01:18.15] Tell her come fuck on me\n[01:19.79] I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n[01:22.83] I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n[01:26.76] (Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (Woo)\n[01:29.25] Red Lamborghini with the doors out (Ugh)\n[01:31.39] I hit them the mall, clear stores out (Ugh)\n[01:33.22] Hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah\n[01:34.66] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[01:34.97] I been hard working and humble (But)\n[01:36.75] Believe me, I've heard of the mumble (Look)\n[01:38.56] I'm just gon' leave it alone (Yeah)\n[01:40.20] 'Cause I would put burners to bundles\n[01:41.77] Bitches are miserable, they are so typical\n[01:43.73] Hating is cheap, not my material\n[01:45.60] Look where I'm at, run back to years ago\n[01:47.47] I used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)\n[01:49.55] I do not fuck with your kind, no\n[01:51.22] I do not fuck with your vibe, no\n[01:53.30] I am a big, boss bitch\n[01:54.95] I do not come in your size, no\n[01:56.41] (Booty, booty, booty)\n[01:56.87] I seen a bitch tryna switch sides (Switch)\n[01:58.61] Then jump back, tryna dick ride (No)\n[02:00.26] But I ain't really worried about these hoes (Huh?)\n[02:02.18] 'Cause bitches are hurt, D. Rose (Yeah)\n[02:04.29] Gucci bags, forty count stickin' out (Ugh)\n[02:06.27] If they want the smoke, then I give it out (Ugh)\n[02:07.70] I might leave my robe at your nigga house\n[02:09.34] Give you two something to figure out\n[02:11.11] I seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick\n[02:13.12] Try something new hoe, quick, quick quick\n[02:14.88] Body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip\n[02:16.30] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:17.75] I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n[02:21.45] I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches\n[02:24.05] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:25.05] I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n[02:28.69] I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes\n[02:31.12] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:32.32] Tell her come fuck on me\n[02:34.33] Tell her come fuck on me\n[02:36.48] Fuck on me\n[02:37.83] Tell her come fuck on me\n[02:39.60] I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n[02:42.92] I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n[02:47.13] I want a freak nasty hoe\n[02:48.28] Freak, freak nasty hoe\n[02:50.67] I'm in a red 'Sace robe (Robe, robe)\n[02:52.65] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:53.29] I do not come in your size\n[02:54.53] Brand new Rolls, all bad bitches\n[02:57.97] I want a freak nasty hoe\n[03:00.36] I seen a bitch go an' switch sides\n[03:01.95] I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n[03:05.53] I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches\n[03:08.05] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[03:08.94] I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n[03:12.00] I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes\n[03:15.06] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[03:15.97] Tell her come fuck on me\n[03:17.91] Tell her come fuck on me\n[03:20.08] Fuck on me\n[03:21.55] Tell her come fuck on me\n[03:23.41] I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n[03:26.73] I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n[03:26.90] \n[03:32.15] \n[03:36.31] (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[03:37.05] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On Me feat. 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I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes\n  (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  Tell her come fuck on me\n  Tell her come fuck on me\n  Fuck on me\n  Tell her come fuck on me\n  I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches\n  I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah\n\n  (Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (Woo)\n  Red Lamborghini with the doors out (Ugh)\n  I hit them the mall, clear stores out (Ugh)\n  Hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah\n  (Booty, booty, booty, booty)\n  I been hard working and humble (But)\n  Believe me, I've heard of the mumble (Look)\n  I'm just gon' leave it alone (Yeah)\n  'Cause I would put burners to bundles\n  Bitches are miserable, they are so typical\n  Hating is cheap, not my material\n  Look where I'm at, run back to years ago\n  I used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)\n  I do not fuck with your kind, no\n  I do not fuck with your vibe, 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block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nI be, on the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\nI said that Yao Ming, talking about that China white\nWe be on that block all night with rocky white going flight for flight\nKnow we do numbers know we got it right\nThat ye had a fiend looking like JJ we got that dynamite\nThat rock n' roll, you get that rock you cop you roll\nYou roll n' rock, you stop you roll\nYou take one shot, you stop you froze\nWe got that work out while the cops patrol\nYou need that ye ok that weight you know we got them O's\nCause I'm bout mine, get that whole for eight\nTold her bring that back switch that\nfour stacks you know its drought time\nIf he fucking around with that cake, he getting outlined\nAnd it ain't doubt about it, my bloodhounds found him\nThem shots [?] down him, go right at him pound for pound him\nRound for round and now they found\nhim on the block with shells around him\nThat blood'll drown, them slugs'll out him\nI keep that banger on me, nigga you know that I be\n\nOn the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n[?] I'm the boss, Vito he the captain\nQuilly the assassin, Inferno he the ratchet\nNiggas act hard but they softer than my mattress\nHow he stretch call me Mr. 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money, money calling ya its on my mind\nYou can sit and wait, me I'm chasing mine\nThe new man in Philly, ya the city's mine","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On the Block\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Real Me 2\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  On the block with that Yao Ming like the rockets\n  I be, on the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  I be, on the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  I said that Yao Ming, talking about that China white\n  We be on that block all night with 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Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  [?] I'm the boss, Vito he the captain\n  Quilly the assassin, Inferno he the ratchet\n  Niggas act hard but they softer than my mattress\n  How he stretch call me Mr. Fantastic\n  In the best car, 26s I be stabbin'\n  Get paid just to talk about the game John Madden\n  Laughing cause these niggas talkin' about they trappin'\n  They ain't got more money than Ms. Mallery and Asthon\n  I spit hot shit, get a game rocked shit\n  Party like a rock star, toss me in that mosh pit\n  Mink coat shaggy, Mr. Boombosstic\n  You ain't got to key call me, I'm the locksmith\n  T-shirt [?], no I mean our shit, no I mean my shit\n  My get a gang poppin'\n  Spitting flame toxic you niggas can't stop it\n  Slaughter y'all, Audemar niggas better watcbe\n\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  Tiara, A-P-S-T-A-ara\n  Yes I could show you how to hustle\n  that and make that money double back\n  First you got to get it then you drop it in the pot\n  And then you whip it until it block\n  And then you chop and bag and flip it\n  Ya that guap I got the get it\n  I got guap that's how I did it\n  So quickly, I got addicted to fast cash that block brick\n  Hot wheel, 5% 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know we got them O's\nCause I'm bout mine, get that whole for eight\nTold her bring that back switch that\nFour stacks you know its drought time\nIf he fucking around with that cake, he getting outlined\nAnd it ain't doubt about it, my bloodhounds found him\nThem shots [?] down him, go right at him pound for pound him\nRound for round and now they found\nHim on the block with shells around him\nThat blood'll drown, them slugs'll out him\nI keep that banger on me, nigga you know that I be\n\nOn the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n[?] I'm the boss, Vito he 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so if you trying to find me I'll be\n\nOn the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\nIts time to slide up in this bitch and [?\n] From this motherfucker live from the [?]\nProved I'm the shit, my throat was stupid when I spit\nI fucking retarded I might just fucking drool up in this bitch\nYou do I but I does it, I'm trapping fuck [?]\nIts money over everything nigga or get nothing\nSo fuck bitches, fuck niggas, fuck cousins\nNeed money in my palm, going, gone\nLet's get it, I get it, high fucking living\nSo if I ain't got no change, what the fuck I'm 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block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  I said that Yao Ming, talking about that China white\n  We be on that block all night with rocky white going flight for flight\n  Know we do numbers know we got it right\n  That ye had a fiend looking like JJ we got that dynamite\n  That rock n' roll, you get that rock you cop you roll\n  You roll n' rock, you stop you roll\n  You take one shot, you stop you froze\n  We got that work out while the cops patrol\n  You need that ye ok that weight you know we got them O's\n  Cause I'm bout mine, get that whole for eight\n  Told her bring that back switch that\n  Four stacks you know its drought time\n  If he fucking around with that cake, he getting outlined\n  And it ain't doubt about it, my bloodhounds found him\n  Them shots [?] down him, go right at him pound for pound him\n  Round for round and now they found\n  Him on the block with shells around him\n  That blood'll drown, them slugs'll out him\n  I keep that banger on me, nigga you know that I be\n\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  [?] I'm the boss, Vito he the captain\n  Quilly the assassin, Inferno he the ratchet\n  Niggas act hard but they softer than my mattress\n  How he stretch call me Mr. Fantastic\n  In the best car, 26s I be stabbin'\n  Get paid just to talk about the game John Madden\n  Laughing cause these niggas talkin' about they trappin'\n  They ain't got more money than Ms. Mallery and Asthon\n  I spit hot shit, get a game rocked shit\n  Party like a rock star, toss me in that 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Rose (yeah)\n[02:04.23] Gucci bags, 40 count stickin' out (ugh)\n[02:06.23] If they want the smoke, then I give it out (ugh)\n[02:07.99] I might leave my robe at your nigga house (woo)\n[02:09.70] Give you two something to figure out (ha-ha, yeah)\n[02:11.51] I seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick\n[02:13.23] Try something new ho, quick, quick quick\n[02:15.16] Body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:17.96] I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches\n[02:21.39] I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:25.12] I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches\n[02:28.19] I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (booty, booty, booty, booty)\n[02:32.58] Tell her come- (tell her come-), fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\n[02:36.97] Fuck on me (fuck on me), tell her come fuck on me (fuck on me)\n[02:39.94] I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad 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the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nI be, on the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\nI said that Yao Ming, talking about that China white\nWe be on that block all night with rocky white going flight for flight\nKnow we do numbers know we got it right\nThat ye had a fiend looking like JJ we got that dynamite\nThat rock n' roll, you get that rock you cop you roll\nYou roll n' rock, you stop you roll\nYou take one shot, you stop you froze\nWe got that work out while the cops patrol\nYou need that ye ok that weight you know we got them O's\nCause I'm bout mine, get that whole for eight\nTold her bring that back switch that\nFour stacks you know its drought time\nIf he fucking around with that cake, he getting outlined\nAnd it ain't doubt about it, my bloodhounds found him\nThem shots [?] down him, go right at him pound for pound him\nRound for round and now they found\nHim on the block with shells around him\nThat blood'll drown, them slugs'll out him\nI keep that banger on me, nigga you know that I be\n\nOn the block, on the on the block\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nYou know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\nAnd we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n[?] I'm the boss, Vito he the captain\nQuilly the assassin, Inferno he the 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rocket\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block, on the on the block\nOn the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\nTiara, A-P-S-T-A-ara\nYes I could show you how to hustle\nThat and make that money double back\nFirst you got to get it then you drop it in the pot\nAnd then you whip it until it block\nAnd then you chop and bag and flip it\nYa that guap I got the get it\nI got guap that's how I did it\nSo quickly, I got addicted to fast cash that block brick\nHot wheel, 5% tint my block hot red\nRubber band stacks on my brain call me knot-head\nOr get the change brain, or dollar sign mind\nDead presidential thoughts got me on my grind\nI'm getting that Paris Hilton, bagging that Britney Spears\nWe got that white girl, that bitch be flipping here\nI something like her pimp, cause I throw her on the strip\nLike you want some of that one hit will have you running back\nYa my connect love me, I bring that money back\nI make that money stack so if you trying to find me I'll be\n\nOn 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that corner clocking, ya I'm on my grind\nI'm a fucking star, therefore I got to shine\nThat money, money calling ya its on my mind\nYou can sit and wait, me I'm chasing mine\nThe new man in Philly, ya the city's mine","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On the Block\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: The Real Me Pt. 2\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  On the block with that Yao Ming like the rockets\n  I be, on the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  I be, on the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the 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the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  [?] I'm the boss, Vito he the captain\n  Quilly the assassin, Inferno he the ratchet\n  Niggas act hard but they softer than my mattress\n  How he stretch call me Mr. Fantastic\n  In the best car, 26s I be stabbin'\n  Get paid just to talk about the game John Madden\n  Laughing cause these niggas talkin' about they trappin'\n  They ain't got more money than Ms. Mallery and Asthon\n  I spit hot shit, get a game rocked shit\n  Party like a rock star, toss me in that mosh pit\n  Mink coat shaggy, Mr. Boombosstic\n  You ain't got to key call me, I'm the locksmith\n  T-shirt [?], no I mean our shit, no I mean my shit\n  My get a gang poppin'\n  Spitting flame toxic you niggas can't stop it\n  Slaughter y'all, Audemar niggas better watcbe\n\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rocket\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n\n  Tiara, A-P-S-T-A-ara\n  Yes I could show you how to hustle\n  That and make that money double back\n  First you got to get it then you drop it in the pot\n  And then you whip it until it block\n  And then you chop and bag and flip it\n  Ya that guap I got the get it\n  I got guap that's how I did it\n  So quickly, I got addicted to fast cash that block brick\n  Hot wheel, 5% tint my block hot red\n  Rubber band stacks on my brain call me knot-head\n  Or get the change brain, or dollar sign mind\n  Dead presidential thoughts got me on my grind\n  I'm getting that Paris Hilton, bagging that Britney Spears\n  We got that white girl, that bitch be flipping here\n  I something like her pimp, cause I throw her on the strip\n  Like you want some of that one hit will have you running back\n  Ya my connect love me, I bring that money back\n  I make that money stack so if you trying to find me I'll be\n\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  You know I'm, on the block, on the on the block\n  And we be, on the block with Yao Ming like the rockets\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block, on the on the block\n  On the block with Yao Ming like 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Mill","albumName":"Expensive Pain","duration":175.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\nYeah, woo\n\nNiggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\nWe do it all, we changin' the laws\nThey thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\nWe done put bulletproof all on the cars\nI told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\nI put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\nI'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\nNigga tried to peep through the backyard\nAll he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\nI got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock\nThis that 1AC, you ain't one of them rappers\nAnd none of your steppers can step with my steppers\nThis chess, not checkers\nI told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\nIt's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\nAnd better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\nEvery time I hit up one of y'all\nNiggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\nNiggas is pussy\nIf I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\nYou know I be hangin' wit' Jews\nGet money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\nThe hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\nCan't play me like one of them dudes\nYou probably end up on the news\nWe mobbin' and wildin'\nYou know we ain't tuckin' them\nJewels, especially for none of you dudes\nWe slidin' wit' choppas\n\nRockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\nWelcome to Philly where niggas get\nSmoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\nSend 'em with the stick\nGhost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\nNigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\nAnd the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\nLike he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\nSwitchin' the lane up when I'm in that\nWrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\nI got the game from the real OG's\nAnd it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\nI got the game from the real OG's\nIt's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nFresh out the jewelers\nI jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\nI triple-double whenever I bubble\nThese niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nHate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\nWe in the city\nY'all tell me it's somethin' to say\nYou should say that shit now, yeah\n\nYeah, man\nDem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\nRepresent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\nReal \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\nA.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\nI was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\nAll of my diamonds look duray\nShe say you only gon' do it when we go out\nThe country, we havin' a three way (get it)\nI was gettin' head in the Rolls\nStart fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\nYou was tryna tuck her like PJ\nI was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\nYeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\nCrib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\nAnd I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\nOnce it's up there, nigga\nIt's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\nWe gettin' them pussies off\nWe gon' sip it and pour\nShe gettin' 'em all depleted\nKnow shorty don't get involved\nShe gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\nKeep all my bitches in Bentleys and\nBeamers, and I put the demons in Demons\nKeep all my bitches in Bentleys and\nBeamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\nYow Meek\nYuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\nWoy yoii\nOutside","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.95] Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n[00:10.97] Yeah, woo\n[00:14.13] Niggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\n[00:16.03] We do it all, we changin' the laws\n[00:16.93] They thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\n[00:18.82] We done put bulletproof all on the cars\n[00:20.17] I told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\n[00:22.02] I put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\n[00:24.74] I'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\n[00:26.54] Nigga tried to peep through the backyard\n[00:29.39] All he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\n[00:31.25] I got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock\n[00:34.39] This that 1AC, you ain't one of them rappers\n[00:36.25] And none of your steppers can step with my steppers\n[00:37.99] This chess, not checkers\n[00:38.78] I told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\n[00:40.28] It's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\n[00:42.19] And better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n[00:45.11] Every time I hit up one of y'all\n[00:46.33] Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n[00:47.77] Niggas is pussy\n[00:49.56] If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n[00:51.37] You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n[00:52.62] Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n[00:54.04] The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n[00:55.32] Can't play me like one of them dudes\n[00:57.38] You probably end up on the news\n[00:58.81] We mobbin' and wildin'\n[01:00.76] You know we ain't tuckin' them\n[01:02.19] Jewels, especially for none of you dudes\n[01:02.84] We slidin' wit' choppas\n[01:03.89] Rockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\n[01:05.26] Welcome to Philly where niggas get\n[01:07.56] Smoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\n[01:09.42] Send 'em with the stick\n[01:10.28] Ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\n[01:12.07] Nigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\n[01:14.40] And the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\n[01:16.61] Like he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\n[01:17.81] Switchin' the lane up when I'm in that\n[01:20.32] Wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\n[01:21.60] I got the game from the real OG's\n[01:22.96] And it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\n[01:24.12] I got the game from the real OG's\n[01:25.53] It's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n[01:27.35] Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\n[01:31.20] Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n[01:33.31] So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n[01:34.64] Fresh out the jewelers\n[01:36.50] I jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\n[01:37.75] I triple-double whenever I bubble\n[01:39.22] These niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\n[01:41.37] Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\n[01:43.62] Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n[01:45.83] So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n[01:47.03] Hate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\n[01:50.43] We in the city\n[01:51.21] Y'all tell me it's somethin' to say\n[01:53.45] You should say that shit now, yeah\n[01:55.79] Yeah, man\n[01:57.30] Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n[01:58.68] Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n[02:00.38] Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n[02:03.26] A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n[02:05.85] I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n[02:08.59] All of my diamonds look duray\n[02:10.74] She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n[02:11.91] The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n[02:14.30] I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n[02:15.36] Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n[02:16.83] You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n[02:17.92] I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n[02:19.75] Yeah, I 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87350\n- text: Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\n  start_ms: 87350\n  end_ms: 91200\n- text: Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  start_ms: 91200\n  end_ms: 93310\n- text: So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  start_ms: 93310\n  end_ms: 94640\n- text: Fresh out the jewelers\n  start_ms: 94640\n  end_ms: 96500\n- text: I jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\n  start_ms: 96500\n  end_ms: 97750\n- text: I triple-double whenever I bubble\n  start_ms: 97750\n  end_ms: 99220\n- text: These niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\n  start_ms: 99220\n  end_ms: 101370\n- text: Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\n  start_ms: 101370\n  end_ms: 103620\n- text: Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  start_ms: 103620\n  end_ms: 105830\n- text: So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  start_ms: 105830\n  end_ms: 107030\n- text: Hate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can 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end_ms: 155400\n- text: She gettin' 'em all depleted\n  start_ms: 155400\n  end_ms: 156550\n- text: Know shorty don't get involved\n  start_ms: 156550\n  end_ms: 157740\n- text: She gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\n  start_ms: 157740\n  end_ms: 158910\n- text: Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  start_ms: 158910\n  end_ms: 160530\n- text: Beamers, and I put the demons in Demons\n  start_ms: 160530\n  end_ms: 161970\n- text: Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  start_ms: 161970\n  end_ms: 163650\n- text: Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n  start_ms: 163650\n  end_ms: 165260\n- text: Yow Meek\n  start_ms: 165260\n  end_ms: 166500\n- text: Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  start_ms: 166500\n  end_ms: 169370\n- text: Woy yoii\n  start_ms: 169370\n  end_ms: 170410\n- text: Outside\n  start_ms: 170410\n  end_ms: 171130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171130\nplain: |-\n  Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n  Yeah, woo\n\n  Niggas can't 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hangin' wit' Jews\n  Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n  The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n  Can't play me like one of them dudes\n  You probably end up on the news\n  We mobbin' and wildin'\n  You know we ain't tuckin' them\n  Jewels, especially for none of you dudes\n  We slidin' wit' choppas\n\n  Rockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\n  Welcome to Philly where niggas get\n  Smoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\n  Send 'em with the stick\n  Ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\n  Nigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\n  And the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\n  Like he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\n  Switchin' the lane up when I'm in that\n  Wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  And it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  It's money over 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Me","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Free You Till I See You","duration":175.36898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got these niggas hatin' on me\nBut I don't give a fuck, because they bitches waiting on me\nI'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers\nSo when these niggas play, I let my shooters go bananas\nDiamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster\nMy bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar sponsor\nThese niggas getting sick, somebody call a doctor\nCause all this blood drippin', 20 racks I Louboutin her\nI go Dolce & Gabana, Gucci Louis Prada\nFly as hell in YSL boy I got a lot of 'em\nMadre and cabanas, that's where they probably find us\nJumpin' off the jet, like sayonara to ya honor\n\nI spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas\nWipe my ass with the riches like it's some toilet tissue\nFuck with a winner, minks in the winter\nPhiladelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga\nYo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'\nPoppin' bands, countin' dollars, buyin' the Magnum bottles\nMy bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring\nFucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday morning\n\nYoung nigga, lotta cash, bad bitch, lotta ass\nLamborghini kinda fast, it got these haters kinda mad\nMake me bring them sticks out, AK with the comma and\nThese niggas is kinda nice, which means they kinda ass\nI be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all kinds of cash\nMonday I'mma wear my J's, Tuesday in my Prada bag\nWednesday I go Louboutin, they say \"How you been?\" I say \"Doing fine\"\nBitch I ball hard like 2 Lebrons, I hit the booth, no suit and tie\nI'm Superman, my bitch is super fly\nI make a hater wanna kill hisself, suicide\nA nigga play with me? He know it's do or die\nCause I got a big Mac, and that bitch be super sized\nRollin' with a hundred goons, boy I got a hundred jewels\n'Bout to fuck a hundred hoes, all them bitches coming soon\nTell 'em that I'm comin' now, tell 'em I'mma common coon\nBoy my shit be super hot, I name my album summer June\n\nBugatti with Rozay, 'bout to meet Jose\nHe said that that workin', I was like \"okay\"\nShe say give me money, I was like \"no way\"\nShe got mad and text my phone, it ain't no work if there ain't no pay\nI'm like be gone bitch, be gone bitch\nI pop a perc, turn on my on switch\nThem bitches ain't on that, nigga cause they on this\nYou put 'em on money, I put 'em on dick, really though\n\nCan I ask a favor?\nPlease embrace that Meek is just that boy now!\nWhy fight it?\nYou're doing yourself a disservice","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hatin on Me\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Free You Till I See You\n  duration_ms: 175369\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got these niggas hatin' on me\n  But I don't give a fuck, because they bitches waiting on me\n  I'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers\n  So when these niggas play, I let my shooters go bananas\n  Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster\n  My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar sponsor\n  These niggas getting sick, somebody call a doctor\n  Cause all this blood drippin', 20 racks I Louboutin her\n  I go Dolce & Gabana, Gucci Louis Prada\n  Fly as hell in YSL boy I got a lot of 'em\n  Madre and cabanas, that's where they probably find us\n  Jumpin' off the jet, like sayonara to ya honor\n\n  I spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas\n  Wipe my ass with the riches like it's some toilet tissue\n  Fuck with a winner, minks in the winter\n  Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga\n  Yo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'\n  Poppin' bands, countin' dollars, buyin' the Magnum bottles\n  My bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring\n  Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday morning\n\n  Young nigga, lotta cash, bad bitch, lotta ass\n  Lamborghini kinda fast, it got these haters kinda mad\n  Make me bring them sticks out, AK with the comma and\n  These niggas is kinda nice, which means they kinda ass\n  I be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all kinds of cash\n  Monday I'mma wear my J's, Tuesday in my Prada bag\n  Wednesday I go Louboutin, they say \"How you been?\" I say \"Doing fine\"\n  Bitch I ball hard like 2 Lebrons, I hit the booth, no suit and tie\n  I'm Superman, my bitch is super fly\n  I make a hater wanna kill hisself, suicide\n  A nigga play with me? He know it's do or die\n  Cause I got a big Mac, and that bitch be super sized\n  Rollin' with a hundred goons, boy I got a hundred jewels\n  'Bout to fuck a hundred hoes, all them bitches coming soon\n  Tell 'em that I'm comin' now, tell 'em I'mma common coon\n  Boy my shit be super hot, I name my album summer June\n\n  Bugatti with Rozay, 'bout to meet Jose\n  He said that that workin', I was like \"okay\"\n  She say give me money, I was like \"no way\"\n  She got mad and text my phone, it ain't no work if there ain't no pay\n  I'm like be gone bitch, be gone bitch\n  I pop a perc, turn on my on switch\n  Them bitches ain't on that, nigga cause they on this\n  You put 'em on money, I put 'em on dick, really though\n\n  Can I ask a favor?\n  Please embrace that Meek is just that boy now!\n  Why fight it?\n  You're doing yourself a disservice\n"},{"id":26815768,"name":"Hatin on Me","trackName":"Hatin on Me","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Cream","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got these niggas hatin' on me\nBut I don't give a fuck, because they bitches waiting on me\nI'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers\nSo when these niggas play, I let my shooters go bananas\nDiamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster\nMy bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar sponsor\nThese niggas getting sick, somebody call a doctor\nCause all this blood drippin', 20 racks I Louboutin her\nI go Dolce & Gabana, Gucci Louis Prada\nFly as hell in YSL boy I got a lot of 'em\nMadre and cabanas, that's where they probably find us\nJumpin' off the jet, like sayonara to ya honor\n\nI spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas\nWipe my ass with the riches like it's some toilet tissue\nFuck with a winner, minks in the winter\nPhiladelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga\nYo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'\nPoppin' bands, countin' dollars, buyin' the Magnum bottles\nMy bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring\nFucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday morning\n\nYoung nigga, lotta cash, bad bitch, lotta ass\nLamborghini kinda fast, it got these haters kinda mad\nMake me bring them sticks out, AK with the comma and\nThese niggas is kinda nice, which means they kinda ass\nI be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all kinds of cash\nMonday I'mma wear my J's, Tuesday in my Prada bag\nWednesday I go Louboutin, they say \"How you been?\" I say \"Doing fine\"\nBitch I ball hard like 2 Lebrons, I hit the booth, no suit and tie\nI'm Superman, my bitch is super fly\nI make a hater wanna kill hisself, suicide\nA nigga play with me? He know it's do or die\nCause I got a big Mac, and that bitch be super sized\nRollin' with a hundred goons, boy I got a hundred jewels\n'Bout to fuck a hundred hoes, all them bitches coming soon\nTell 'em that I'm comin' now, tell 'em I'mma common coon\nBoy my shit be super hot, I name my album summer June\n\nBugatti with Rozay, 'bout to meet Jose\nHe said that that workin', I was like \"okay\"\nShe say give me money, I was like \"no way\"\nShe got mad and text my phone, it ain't no work if there ain't no pay\nI'm like be gone bitch, be gone bitch\nI pop a perc, turn on my on switch\nThem bitches ain't on that, nigga cause they on this\nYou put 'em on money, I put 'em on dick, really though\n\nCan I ask a favor?\nPlease embrace that Meek is just that boy now!\nWhy fight it?\nYou're doing yourself a disservice","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hatin on Me\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Cream\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I got these niggas hatin' on me\n  But I don't give a fuck, because they bitches waiting on me\n  I'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers\n  So when these niggas play, I let my shooters go bananas\n  Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster\n  My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar sponsor\n  These niggas getting sick, somebody call a doctor\n  Cause all this blood drippin', 20 racks I Louboutin her\n  I go Dolce & Gabana, Gucci Louis Prada\n  Fly as hell in YSL boy I got a lot of 'em\n  Madre and cabanas, that's where they probably find us\n  Jumpin' off the jet, like sayonara to ya honor\n\n  I spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas\n  Wipe my ass with the riches like it's some toilet tissue\n  Fuck with a winner, minks in the winter\n  Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga\n  Yo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'\n  Poppin' bands, countin' dollars, buyin' the Magnum bottles\n  My bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring\n  Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday morning\n\n  Young nigga, lotta cash, bad bitch, lotta ass\n  Lamborghini kinda fast, it got these haters kinda mad\n  Make me bring them sticks out, AK with the comma and\n  These niggas is kinda nice, which means they kinda ass\n  I be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all kinds of cash\n  Monday I'mma wear my J's, Tuesday in my Prada bag\n  Wednesday I go Louboutin, they say \"How you been?\" I say \"Doing fine\"\n  Bitch I ball hard like 2 Lebrons, I hit the booth, no suit and tie\n  I'm Superman, my bitch is super fly\n  I make a hater wanna kill hisself, suicide\n  A nigga play with me? 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should say that shit now, yeah\n\n  Yeah, man\n  Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n  Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n  Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n  A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\n  I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n  All of my diamonds look duray\n  She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n  The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n  I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n  Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n  You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n  I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n  Yeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\n  Crib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\n  And I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\n  Once it's up there, nigga\n  It's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\n  We gettin' them pussies off\n  We gon' sip it and pour\n  She gettin' 'em all depleted\n  Know shorty don't get involved\n  She gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put the demons in Demons\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\n  Yow Meek\n  Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  Woy yoii\n  Outside\n"},{"id":15645163,"name":"Intro (Hate on Me)","trackName":"Intro (Hate on Me)","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Expensive Pain","duration":196.32,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\nYeah, woo\n\nNiggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\nWe do it all, we changin' the laws\nThey thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\nWe done put bulletproof all on the cars\nI told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\nI put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\nI'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\nNigga tried to peep through the backyard\nAll he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\nI got my mama a black card, yeah, I 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This chess, not checkers\n  I told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\n  It's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\n  And better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n  Every time I hit up one of y'all\n  Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n  Niggas is pussy\n  If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n  You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n  Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n  The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n  Can't play me like one of them dudes\n  You probably end up on the news\n  We mobbin' and wildin'\n  You know we ain't tuckin' them\n  Jewels, especially for none of you dudes\n  We slidin' wit' choppas\n\n  Rockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\n  Welcome to Philly where niggas get\n  Smoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\n  Send 'em with the stick\n  Ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\n  Nigga gon' die in the 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hate on me now (yeah)\n  We in the city\n  Y'all tell me it's somethin' to say\n  You should say that shit now, yeah\n\n  Yeah, man\n  Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n  Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n  Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n  A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\n  I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n  All of my diamonds look duray\n  She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n  The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n  I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n  Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n  You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n  I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n  Yeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\n  Crib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\n  And I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\n  Once it's up there, nigga\n  It's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\n  We gettin' them pussies off\n  We gon' sip it and pour\n  She gettin' 'em all depleted\n  Know shorty don't get involved\n  She gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put the demons in Demons\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\n  Yow Meek\n  Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  Woy yoii\n  Outside\n"},{"id":33640064,"name":"Intro (Hate on Me)","trackName":"Intro (Hate on Me)","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Expensive Pain","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\nYeah, woo\n\nNiggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\nWe do it all, we changin' the laws\nThey thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\nWe done put bulletproof all on the cars\nI told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\nI put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\nI'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\nNigga tried to peep through the backyard\nAll he 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niggas get\nSmoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\nSend 'em with the stick\nGhost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\nNigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\nAnd the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\nLike he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\nSwitchin' the lane up when I'm in that\nWrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\nI got the game from the real OG's\nAnd it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\nI got the game from the real OG's\nIt's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nFresh out the jewelers\nI jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\nI triple-double whenever I bubble\nThese niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nHate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\nWe in the city\nY'all tell me it's somethin' to say\nYou should say that shit now, yeah\n\nYeah, man\nDem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\nRepresent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\nReal \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\nA.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\nI was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\nAll of my diamonds look duray\nShe say you only gon' do it when we go out\nThe country, we havin' a three way (get it)\nI was gettin' head in the Rolls\nStart fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\nYou was tryna tuck her like PJ\nI was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\nYeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\nCrib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\nAnd I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\nOnce it's up there, nigga\nIt's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\nWe gettin' 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demons in Demons\n  start_ms: 163620\n  end_ms: 164680\n- text: Yow Meek\n  start_ms: 164680\n  end_ms: 167610\n- text: Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  start_ms: 167610\n  end_ms: 169060\n- text: Woy yoii\n  start_ms: 169060\n  end_ms: 171350\n- text: Outside\n  start_ms: 171350\n  end_ms: 172070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 172070\nplain: |-\n  Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n  Yeah, woo\n\n  Niggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\n  We do it all, we changin' the laws\n  They thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\n  We done put bulletproof all on the cars\n  I told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\n  I put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\n  I'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\n  Nigga tried to peep through the backyard\n  All he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\n  I got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock\n  This that 1AC, you ain't one of them rappers\n  And 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with the door (yeah)\n  Nigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\n  And the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\n  Like he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\n  Switchin' the lane up when I'm in that\n  Wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  And it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  It's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\n  Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  Fresh out the jewelers\n  I jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\n  I triple-double whenever I bubble\n  These niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\n  Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\n  We in the city\n  Y'all tell me it's somethin' to say\n  You should say that shit now, yeah\n\n  Yeah, man\n  Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n  Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n  Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n  A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\n  I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n  All of my diamonds look duray\n  She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n  The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n  I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n  Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n  You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n  I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n  Yeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\n  Crib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\n  And I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\n  Once it's up there, nigga\n  It's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\n  We gettin' them pussies off\n  We gon' sip it and pour\n  She gettin' 'em all depleted\n  Know shorty don't get involved\n  She gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put the demons in Demons\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\n  Yow Meek\n  Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  Woy yoii\n  Outside\n"},{"id":39021363,"name":"['Intro (Hate On Me)']","trackName":"['Intro (Hate On Me)']","artistName":"['Meek Mill']","albumName":"['Hip Hop Running']","duration":174.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\nYeah, woo\n\nNiggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\nWe do it all, we changin' the laws\nThey thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\nWe done put bulletproof all on the cars\nI told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\nI put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\nI'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a 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poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\nWelcome to Philly where niggas get\nSmoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\nSend 'em with the stick\nGhost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\nNigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\nAnd the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\nLike he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\nSwitchin' the lane up when I'm in that\nWrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\nI got the game from the real OG's\nAnd it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\nI got the game from the real OG's\nIt's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nFresh out the jewelers\nI jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\nI triple-double whenever I bubble\nThese niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nHate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\nWe in the city\nY'all tell me it's somethin' to say\nYou should say that shit now, yeah\n\nYeah, man\nDem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\nRepresent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\nReal \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\nA.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\nI was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\nAll of my diamonds look duray\nShe say you only gon' do it when we go out\nThe country, we havin' a three way (get it)\nI was gettin' head in the Rolls\nStart fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\nYou was tryna tuck her like PJ\nI was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\nYeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\nCrib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\nAnd I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\nOnce it's up there, nigga\nIt's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\nWe gettin' them pussies off\nWe gon' sip it and pour\nShe gettin' 'em all depleted\nKnow shorty don't get involved\nShe gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\nKeep all my bitches in Bentleys and\nBeamers, and I put the demons in Demons\nKeep all my bitches in Bentleys and\nBeamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\nYow Meek\nYuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\nWoy yoii\nOutside","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.74]Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n[00:12.71]Yeah, woo\n[00:13.96]Niggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\n[00:15.49]We do it all, we changin' the laws\n[00:17.57]They thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\n[00:18.10]We done put bulletproof all on the cars\n[00:20.78]I told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\n[00:22.16]I put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\n[00:24.98]I'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\n[00:28.04]Nigga tried to peep through the backyard\n[00:29.42]All he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\n[00:31.42]I got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock\n[00:34.38]This that 1AC, you ain't one of them rappers\n[00:36.57]And none of your steppers can step with my steppers\n[00:37.94]This chess, not checkers\n[00:38.86]I told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\n[00:41.06]It's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\n[00:42.75]And better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n[00:44.71]Every time I hit up one of y'all\n[00:46.27]Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n[00:48.12]Niggas is pussy\n[00:49.27]If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n[00:51.33]You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n[00:53.38]Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n[00:54.81]The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n[00:57.04]Can't play me like one of them dudes\n[00:58.22]You probably end up on the news\n[00:59.32]We 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 And none of your steppers can step with my steppers\n  This chess, not checkers\n  I told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\n  It's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\n  And better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n  Every time I hit up one of y'all\n  Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n  Niggas is pussy\n  If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n  You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n  Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n  The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n  Can't play me like one of them dudes\n  You probably end up on the news\n  We mobbin' and wildin'\n  You know we ain't tuckin' them\n  Jewels, especially for none of you dudes\n  We slidin' wit' choppas\n\n  Rockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\n  Welcome to Philly where niggas get\n  Smoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\n  Send 'em with the stick\n  Ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\n  Nigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\n  And the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\n  Like he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\n  Switchin' the lane up when I'm in that\n  Wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  And it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  It's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\n  Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  Fresh out the jewelers\n  I jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\n  I triple-double whenever I bubble\n  These niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\n  Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\n  We in the city\n  Y'all tell me it's somethin' to say\n  You should say that shit now, yeah\n\n  Yeah, man\n  Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n  Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n  Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n  A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\n  I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n  All of my diamonds look duray\n  She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n  The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n  I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n  Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n  You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n  I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n  Yeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\n  Crib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\n  And I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\n  Once it's up there, nigga\n  It's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\n  We gettin' them pussies off\n  We gon' 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poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\nWelcome to Philly where niggas get\nSmoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\nSend 'em with the stick\nGhost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\nNigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\nAnd the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\nLike he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\nSwitchin' the lane up when I'm in that\nWrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\nI got the game from the real OG's\nAnd it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\nI got the game from the real OG's\nIt's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\nCaught all them bitches and all of them leeches\nSo ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\nFresh out the jewelers\nI jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\nI triple-double whenever I bubble\nThese niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\nHate on me now, hate on me now, I 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nigga\nIt's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\nWe gettin' them pussies off\nWe gon' sip it and pour\nShe gettin' 'em all depleted\nKnow shorty don't get involved\nShe gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\nKeep all my bitches in Bentleys and\nBeamers, and I put the demons in Demons\nKeep all my bitches in Bentleys and\nBeamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\nYow Meek\nYuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\nWoy yoii\nOutside","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.74]Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n[00:12.71]Yeah, woo\n[00:13.96]Niggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\n[00:15.49]We do it all, we changin' the laws\n[00:17.57]They thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\n[00:18.10]We done put bulletproof all on the cars\n[00:20.78]I told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\n[00:22.16]I put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\n[00:24.98]I'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\n[00:28.04]Nigga tried to peep through the backyard\n[00:29.42]All he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\n[00:31.42]I got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock\n[00:34.38]This that 1AC, you ain't one of them rappers\n[00:36.57]And none of your steppers can step with my steppers\n[00:37.94]This chess, not checkers\n[00:38.86]I told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\n[00:41.06]It's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\n[00:42.75]And better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n[00:44.71]Every time I hit up one of y'all\n[00:46.27]Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n[00:48.12]Niggas is pussy\n[00:49.27]If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n[00:51.33]You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n[00:53.38]Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n[00:54.81]The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n[00:57.04]Can't play me like one of them dudes\n[00:58.22]You probably end up on the news\n[00:59.32]We 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put the demons in Demons\n[02:42.32]Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n[02:43.62]Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n[02:44.68]Yow Meek\n[02:47.61]Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n[02:49.06]Woy yoii\n[02:51.35]Outside\n[02:52.07]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Intro (Hate On Me)\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Hip Hop for Training\n  duration_ms: 175000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n  start_ms: 8740\n  end_ms: 12710\n- text: Yeah, woo\n  start_ms: 12710\n  end_ms: 13960\n- text: Niggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\n  start_ms: 13960\n  end_ms: 15490\n- text: We do it all, we changin' the laws\n  start_ms: 15490\n  end_ms: 17570\n- text: They thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\n  start_ms: 17570\n  end_ms: 18100\n- text: We done put bulletproof all on the cars\n  start_ms: 18100\n  end_ms: 20780\n- text: I told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\n  start_ms: 20780\n  end_ms: 22160\n- 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my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n  start_ms: 42750\n  end_ms: 44710\n- text: Every time I hit up one of y'all\n  start_ms: 44710\n  end_ms: 46270\n- text: Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n  start_ms: 46270\n  end_ms: 48120\n- text: Niggas is pussy\n  start_ms: 48120\n  end_ms: 49270\n- text: If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n  start_ms: 49270\n  end_ms: 51330\n- text: You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n  start_ms: 51330\n  end_ms: 53380\n- text: Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n  start_ms: 53380\n  end_ms: 54810\n- text: The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n  start_ms: 54810\n  end_ms: 57040\n- text: Can't play me like one of them dudes\n  start_ms: 57040\n  end_ms: 58220\n- text: You probably end up on the news\n  start_ms: 58220\n  end_ms: 59320\n- text: We mobbin' and wildin'\n  start_ms: 59320\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: You know we ain't tuckin' them\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 61460\n- text: Jewels, especially for none of you dudes\n  start_ms: 61460\n  end_ms: 62850\n- text: We slidin' wit' choppas\n  start_ms: 62850\n  end_ms: 64210\n- text: Rockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\n  start_ms: 64210\n  end_ms: 67170\n- text: Welcome to Philly where niggas get\n  start_ms: 67170\n  end_ms: 68520\n- text: Smoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\n  start_ms: 68520\n  end_ms: 70290\n- text: Send 'em with the stick\n  start_ms: 70290\n  end_ms: 71330\n- text: Ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\n  start_ms: 71330\n  end_ms: 73330\n- text: Nigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\n  start_ms: 73330\n  end_ms: 76470\n- text: And the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\n  start_ms: 76470\n  end_ms: 77190\n- text: Like he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\n  start_ms: 77190\n  end_ms: 79310\n- text: Switchin' the lane up when I'm in that\n  start_ms: 79310\n  end_ms: 80520\n- text: Wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\n  start_ms: 80520\n  end_ms: 82420\n- text: I got the game from the real OG's\n  start_ms: 82420\n  end_ms: 84120\n- text: And it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\n  start_ms: 84120\n  end_ms: 85900\n- text: I got the game from the real OG's\n  start_ms: 85900\n  end_ms: 87490\n- text: It's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n  start_ms: 87490\n  end_ms: 89160\n- text: Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\n  start_ms: 89160\n  end_ms: 92260\n- text: Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  start_ms: 92260\n  end_ms: 94440\n- text: So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  start_ms: 94440\n  end_ms: 95610\n- text: Fresh out the jewelers\n  start_ms: 95610\n  end_ms: 96370\n- text: I jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\n  start_ms: 96370\n  end_ms: 98410\n- text: I triple-double whenever I bubble\n  start_ms: 98410\n  end_ms: 99830\n- text: These niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\n  start_ms: 99830\n  end_ms: 101540\n- text: Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\n  start_ms: 101540\n  end_ms: 104340\n- text: Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  start_ms: 104340\n  end_ms: 106910\n- text: So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  start_ms: 106910\n  end_ms: 108150\n- text: Hate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\n  start_ms: 108150\n  end_ms: 111380\n- text: We in the city\n  start_ms: 111380\n  end_ms: 112030\n- text: Y'all tell me it's somethin' to say\n  start_ms: 112030\n  end_ms: 113260\n- text: You should say that shit now, yeah\n  start_ms: 113260\n  end_ms: 115250\n- text: Yeah, man\n  start_ms: 115250\n  end_ms: 115800\n- text: Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n  start_ms: 115800\n  end_ms: 117830\n- text: Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n  start_ms: 117830\n  end_ms: 122070\n- text: Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n  start_ms: 122070\n  end_ms: 124570\n- text: A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n  start_ms: 124570\n  end_ms: 128050\n- text: I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n  start_ms: 128050\n  end_ms: 129560\n- text: All of my diamonds look duray\n  start_ms: 129560\n  end_ms: 130810\n- text: She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n  start_ms: 130810\n  end_ms: 132770\n- text: The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n  start_ms: 132770\n  end_ms: 134130\n- text: I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n  start_ms: 134130\n  end_ms: 135210\n- text: Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n  start_ms: 135210\n  end_ms: 136980\n- text: You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n  start_ms: 136980\n  end_ms: 138360\n- text: I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n  start_ms: 138360\n  end_ms: 140630\n- text: Yeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\n  start_ms: 140630\n  end_ms: 143910\n- text: Crib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\n  start_ms: 143910\n  end_ms: 147360\n- text: And I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\n  start_ms: 147360\n  end_ms: 149620\n- text: Once it's up there, nigga\n  start_ms: 149620\n  end_ms: 150880\n- text: It's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\n  start_ms: 150880\n  end_ms: 152320\n- text: We gettin' them pussies off\n  start_ms: 152320\n  end_ms: 153770\n- text: We gon' sip it and pour\n  start_ms: 153770\n  end_ms: 154690\n- text: She gettin' 'em all depleted\n  start_ms: 154690\n  end_ms: 155800\n- text: Know shorty don't get involved\n  start_ms: 155800\n  end_ms: 156580\n- text: She gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\n  start_ms: 156580\n  end_ms: 158910\n- text: Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  start_ms: 158910\n  end_ms: 160640\n- text: Beamers, and I put the demons in Demons\n  start_ms: 160640\n  end_ms: 162320\n- text: Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  start_ms: 162320\n  end_ms: 163620\n- text: Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n  start_ms: 163620\n  end_ms: 164680\n- text: Yow Meek\n  start_ms: 164680\n  end_ms: 167610\n- text: Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  start_ms: 167610\n  end_ms: 169060\n- text: Woy yoii\n  start_ms: 169060\n  end_ms: 171350\n- text: Outside\n  start_ms: 171350\n  end_ms: 172070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 172070\nplain: |-\n  Every time I get back in the streets, this shit get darker\n  Yeah, woo\n\n  Niggas can't hate on me now (hate on me)\n  We do it all, we changin' the laws\n  They thinkin' 'bout takin' me down (yeah)\n  We done put bulletproof all on the cars\n  I told 'em bring 80 more rounds (brrr)\n  I put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin' a sound\n  I'm on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock\n  Nigga tried to peep through the backyard\n  All he seen was the choppas and red dots (brrr)\n  I got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock\n  This that 1AC, you ain't one of them rappers\n  And none of your steppers can step with my steppers\n  This chess, not checkers\n  I told my dawgs, \"Don't stress, don't rush it,\" I really got off\n  It's seven on seven and I'm gettin' better and better\n  And better, my nigga, it's never no pressure (let's get it)\n  Every time I hit up one of y'all\n  Niggas with smoke, it's never no pressure\n  Niggas is pussy\n  If I put a price on your head, shit, I get the special\n  You know I be hangin' wit' Jews\n  Get money wit' Russians, I'm makin' my moves\n  The hood behind me, I never could lose, I'm good, I'm solid\n  Can't play me like one of them dudes\n  You probably end up on the news\n  We mobbin' and wildin'\n  You know we ain't tuckin' them\n  Jewels, especially for none of you dudes\n  We slidin' wit' choppas\n\n  Rockin' Dior, I still remember me poor, I'm tryna get more (no cap)\n  Welcome to Philly where niggas get\n  Smoked for real tryna slide to the store (brrr)\n  Send 'em with the stick\n  Ghost the minivan stoley, slide with the door (yeah)\n  Nigga gon' die in the streets so we can't even beef, I'ma die on the fours\n  And the bitch-ass rat keep talkin' that shit\n  Like he can't get blitzed and die on the tour\n  Switchin' the lane up when I'm in that\n  Wrangler and none of them boys can follow them boys\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  And it's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore\n  I got the game from the real OG's\n  It's money over bitches, can't die 'bout a whore, yeah\n\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now\n  Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  Fresh out the jewelers\n  I jump out the bitches, they know I ain't playin' around\n  I triple-double whenever I bubble\n  These niggas in trouble, I'm sayin' it now, yeah\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, I tell 'em hate on me now (hate on me)\n  Caught all them bitches and all of them leeches\n  So ain't no more wearin' me down (let's get it)\n  Hate on me now, hate on me now, niggas can hate on me now (yeah)\n  We in the city\n  Y'all tell me it's somethin' to say\n  You should say that shit now, yeah\n\n  Yeah, man\n  Dem dun kno di unruly boss (boop, boop, boop)\n  Represent fi bumboclaat, dreamchasers, yeh\n  Real \"El Chapo,\" Meek Milly (boop, brr, boop, boop, boop)\n  A.K.A \"Meek Killy\"\n\n  I was out in UK, ballin' like 2K\n  All of my diamonds look duray\n  She say you only gon' do it when we go out\n  The country, we havin' a three way (get it)\n  I was gettin' head in the Rolls\n  Start fuckin' her as soon as I got on the PJ\n  You was tryna tuck her like PJ\n  I was tryna bust it and do it the free way (do it the free way)\n  Yeah, I was at the bodega, rockin' Bottega (rockin' that Bott')\n  Crib like four acres and ain't got no neighbors, yeah\n  And I ain't never gon' meet 'em (yeah)\n  Once it's up there, nigga\n  It's stuck there, blow it whenever we see you\n  We gettin' them pussies off\n  We gon' sip it and pour\n  She gettin' 'em all depleted\n  Know shorty don't get involved\n  She gon' fuck on my dawg and all to get to the leader, I\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put the demons in Demons\n  Keep all my bitches in Bentleys and\n  Beamers, and I put them demons in Demons\n\n  Yow Meek\n  Yuh kno how di fucking ting guh man\n  Woy yoii\n  Outside\n"}]