[{"id":93901,"name":"Cruise Control","trackName":"Cruise Control","artistName":"Oliver Francis","albumName":"A Million Miles an Hour","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Gettin' money when I come through, man\nThought I told y'all I don't play, ay\nAin't nothin' but W's, man\nI ain't takin no L's, no way, no way\nBig bands, yeah, I'm thumbin' through 'em, man\nIn the back of the CLA, ey\nDime piece in the front row, man\nAnd you know that she thinkin' 'bout me, 'bout me\n\nYeah, the fans come first and the paper come next\nHow I turn the flow to a check, ay\nNow I'm in a Rolls with a bad brunette\nI'ma make the girl sing like a string quartet\nFly by, winter time, on a snowmobile\nGettin' high with a dime, man, this shit's surreal\nButterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill\nShe rock Christian Dior and stiletto heels, oh\n\nYeah, so pour it up and watch it bubble\nReal big bands in a Louis V duffle\nWhatever y'all smoke man, I smoke double\nWhatever y'all spending I spend double, like fuck 'em\nGot a couple bottles in the bucket\nIce cold champagne really not nothin', that's nothing\nGo on check the numbers, I crush it\nPretty boy swag got the whole game muggin'\n\nI know you got some shit that you goin' through\nBut dawg, you is way too emotional\nI'm just a kid makin' beats\nDon't play yourself takin' me way too seriously\nLil' bitch, I'm out of your league, I'm moving seats\nI turned your bitch to a freak\nShawty gon' roll up my weed, she roll up my weed\nLike twenty-four seven a week\n\nAnd all this rappin' shit, been on some practice shit\nI'm self produced, now who the fuck is laughin' bitch?\nWho the fuck is in the stu' when you track your shit?\nI'm in the bedroom right now, crack the swish\nCan't put the mic down, man, I had to spit\nI ain't really had a choice, man, I had to hit\nI'm sleeping California king size mattresses\nI smash this shit, you know I'm steady cashin' bitch, oh\n\nRoll my dope, whip on cruise control\nLet's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\nStacking up my C-notes\nCountin' up my pesos\nStudio, somewhere in Tokyo\nChampagne overflow\nRoll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\nGot the whip on cruise control\n\nRoll my dope, whip on cruise control\nLet's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\nStacking up my C-notes\nCountin' up my pesos\nStudio, somewhere in Tokyo\nChampagne overflow\nRoll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\nGot the whip on cruise control","syncedLyrics":"[00:16.99] Gettin' money when I come through, man\n[00:18.48] Thought I told y'all I don't play, ay\n[00:21.13] Ain't nothin' but W's, man\n[00:22.66] I ain't takin no L's, no way, no way\n[00:25.20] Big bands, yeah, I'm thumbin' through 'em, man\n[00:26.87] In the back of the CLA, ey\n[00:29.48] Dime piece in the front row, man\n[00:30.91] And you know that she thinkin' 'bout me, 'bout me\n[00:33.07] Yeah, the fans come first and the paper come next\n[00:35.60] How I turn the flow to a check, ay\n[00:37.45] Now I'm in a Rolls with a bad brunette\n[00:39.24] I'ma make the girl sing like a string quartet\n[00:41.35] Fly by, winter time, on a snowmobile\n[00:43.47] Gettin' high with a dime, man, this shit's surreal\n[00:45.57] Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill\n[00:47.64] She rock Christian Dior and stiletto heels, oh\n[00:50.27] Yeah, so pour it up and watch it bubble\n[00:52.07] Real big bands in a Louis V duffle\n[00:54.18] Whatever y'all smoke man, I smoke double\n[00:56.13] Whatever y'all spending I spend double, like fuck 'em\n[00:58.73] Got a couple bottles in the bucket\n[01:00.38] Ice cold champagne really not nothin', that's nothing\n[01:02.96] Go on check the numbers, I crush it\n[01:04.43] Pretty boy swag got the whole game muggin'\n[01:06.57] I know you got some shit that you goin' through\n[01:09.12] But dawg, you is way too emotional\n[01:10.96] I'm just a kid makin' beats\n[01:12.50] Don't play yourself takin' me way too seriously\n[01:15.17] Lil' bitch, I'm out of your league, I'm moving seats\n[01:17.73] I turned your bitch to a freak\n[01:19.06] Shawty gon' roll up my weed, she roll up my weed\n[01:21.66] Like twenty-four seven a week\n[01:23.11] And all this rappin' shit, been on some practice shit\n[01:25.09] I'm self produced, now who the fuck is laughin' bitch?\n[01:27.33] Who the fuck is in the stu' when you track your shit?\n[01:29.42] I'm in the bedroom right now, crack the swish\n[01:31.57] Can't put the mic down, man, I had to spit\n[01:33.52] I ain't really had a choice, man, I had to hit\n[01:35.63] I'm sleeping California king size mattresses\n[01:37.74] I smash this shit, you know I'm steady cashin' bitch, oh\n[01:40.03] Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n[01:42.69] Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n[01:45.29] Stacking up my C-notes\n[01:46.89] Countin' up my pesos\n[01:48.36] Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n[01:50.96] Champagne overflow\n[01:52.53] Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n[01:54.84] Got the whip on cruise control\n[01:56.94] Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n[01:59.22] Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n[02:01.87] Stacking up my C-notes\n[02:03.78] Countin' up my pesos\n[02:05.00] Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n[02:07.64] Champagne overflow\n[02:09.20] Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n[02:11.57] Got the whip on cruise control\n[02:15.27] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Cruise Control\n artist: Oliver Francis\n album: A Million Miles an Hour\n duration_ms: 158000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Gettin' money when I come through, man\n start_ms: 16990\n end_ms: 18480\n- text: Thought I told y'all I don't play, ay\n start_ms: 18480\n end_ms: 21130\n- text: Ain't nothin' but W's, man\n start_ms: 21130\n end_ms: 22660\n- text: I ain't takin no L's, no way, no way\n start_ms: 22660\n end_ms: 25200\n- text: Big bands, yeah, I'm thumbin' through 'em, man\n start_ms: 25200\n end_ms: 26870\n- text: In the 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127640\n- text: Champagne overflow\n start_ms: 127640\n end_ms: 129200\n- text: Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 129200\n end_ms: 131570\n- text: Got the whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 131570\n end_ms: 135270\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 135270\nplain: |-\n Gettin' money when I come through, man\n Thought I told y'all I don't play, ay\n Ain't nothin' but W's, man\n I ain't takin no L's, no way, no way\n Big bands, yeah, I'm thumbin' through 'em, man\n In the back of the CLA, ey\n Dime piece in the front row, man\n And you know that she thinkin' 'bout me, 'bout me\n\n Yeah, the fans come first and the paper come next\n How I turn the flow to a check, ay\n Now I'm in a Rolls with a bad brunette\n I'ma make the girl sing like a string quartet\n Fly by, winter time, on a snowmobile\n Gettin' high with a dime, man, this shit's surreal\n Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill\n She rock Christian Dior and stiletto heels, oh\n\n Yeah, so pour it up and watch it 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watch it bubble\n[00:52.07] Real big bands in a Louis V duffle\n[00:54.18] Whatever y'all smoke man, I smoke double\n[00:56.13] Whatever y'all spending I spend double, like fuck 'em\n[00:58.73] Got a couple bottles in the bucket\n[01:00.38] Ice cold champagne really not nothin', that's nothing\n[01:02.96] Go on check the numbers, I crush it\n[01:04.43] Pretty boy swag got the whole game muggin'\n[01:06.57] I know you got some shit that you goin' through\n[01:09.12] But dawg, you is way too emotional\n[01:10.96] I'm just a kid makin' beats\n[01:12.50] Don't play yourself takin' me way too seriously\n[01:15.17] Lil' bitch, I'm out of your league, I'm moving seats\n[01:17.73] I turned your bitch to a freak\n[01:19.06] Shawty gon' roll up my weed, she roll up my weed\n[01:21.66] Like twenty-four seven a week\n[01:23.11] And all this rappin' shit, been on some practice shit\n[01:25.09] I'm self produced, now who the fuck is laughin' bitch?\n[01:27.33] Who the fuck is in the stu' when you track your shit?\n[01:29.42] I'm in the bedroom right now, crack the swish\n[01:31.57] Can't put the mic down, man, I had to spit\n[01:33.52] I ain't really had a choice, man, I had to hit\n[01:35.63] I'm sleeping California king size mattresses\n[01:37.74] I smash this shit, you know I'm steady cashin' bitch, oh\n[01:40.03] Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n[01:42.69] Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n[01:45.29] Stacking up my C-notes\n[01:46.89] Countin' up my pesos\n[01:48.36] Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n[01:50.96] Champagne overflow\n[01:52.53] Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n[01:54.84] Got the whip on cruise control\n[01:56.94] Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n[01:59.22] Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n[02:01.87] Stacking up my C-notes\n[02:03.78] Countin' up my pesos\n[02:05.00] Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n[02:07.64] Champagne overflow\n[02:09.20] Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n[02:11.57] Got the whip on cruise 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nothin', that's nothing\n start_ms: 60380\n end_ms: 62960\n- text: Go on check the numbers, I crush it\n start_ms: 62960\n end_ms: 64430\n- text: Pretty boy swag got the whole game muggin'\n start_ms: 64430\n end_ms: 66570\n- text: I know you got some shit that you goin' through\n start_ms: 66570\n end_ms: 69120\n- text: But dawg, you is way too emotional\n start_ms: 69120\n end_ms: 70960\n- text: I'm just a kid makin' beats\n start_ms: 70960\n end_ms: 72500\n- text: Don't play yourself takin' me way too seriously\n start_ms: 72500\n end_ms: 75170\n- text: Lil' bitch, I'm out of your league, I'm moving seats\n start_ms: 75170\n end_ms: 77730\n- text: I turned your bitch to a freak\n start_ms: 77730\n end_ms: 79060\n- text: Shawty gon' roll up my weed, she roll up my weed\n start_ms: 79060\n end_ms: 81660\n- text: Like twenty-four seven a week\n start_ms: 81660\n end_ms: 83110\n- text: And all this rappin' shit, been on some practice shit\n start_ms: 83110\n end_ms: 85090\n- text: I'm 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end_ms: 110960\n- text: Champagne overflow\n start_ms: 110960\n end_ms: 112530\n- text: Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 112530\n end_ms: 114840\n- text: Got the whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 114840\n end_ms: 116940\n- text: Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 116940\n end_ms: 119220\n- text: Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n start_ms: 119220\n end_ms: 121870\n- text: Stacking up my C-notes\n start_ms: 121870\n end_ms: 123780\n- text: Countin' up my pesos\n start_ms: 123780\n end_ms: 125000\n- text: Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n start_ms: 125000\n end_ms: 127640\n- text: Champagne overflow\n start_ms: 127640\n end_ms: 129200\n- text: Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 129200\n end_ms: 131570\n- text: Got the whip on cruise control\n start_ms: 131570\n end_ms: 135270\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 135270\nplain: |-\n Gettin' money when I come through, man\n Thought I told y'all I don't play, ay\n Ain't nothin' but W's, man\n I ain't takin no L's, no way, no way\n Big bands, yeah, I'm thumbin' through 'em, man\n In the back of the CLA, ey\n Dime piece in the front row, man\n And you know that she thinkin' 'bout me, 'bout me\n\n Yeah, the fans come first and the paper come next\n How I turn the flow to a check, ay\n Now I'm in a Rolls with a bad brunette\n I'ma make the girl sing like a string quartet\n Fly by, winter time, on a snowmobile\n Gettin' high with a dime, man, this shit's surreal\n Butterflies in her eyes and the looks to kill\n She rock Christian Dior and stiletto heels, oh\n\n Yeah, so pour it up and watch it bubble\n Real big bands in a Louis V duffle\n Whatever y'all smoke man, I smoke double\n Whatever y'all spending I spend double, like fuck 'em\n Got a couple bottles in the bucket\n Ice cold champagne really not nothin', that's nothing\n Go on check the numbers, I crush it\n Pretty boy swag got the whole game muggin'\n\n I know you got some shit that you goin' through\n But dawg, you is way too emotional\n I'm just a kid makin' beats\n Don't play yourself takin' me way too seriously\n Lil' bitch, I'm out of your league, I'm moving seats\n I turned your bitch to a freak\n Shawty gon' roll up my weed, she roll up my weed\n Like twenty-four seven a week\n\n And all this rappin' shit, been on some practice shit\n I'm self produced, now who the fuck is laughin' bitch?\n Who the fuck is in the stu' when you track your shit?\n I'm in the bedroom right now, crack the swish\n Can't put the mic down, man, I had to spit\n I ain't really had a choice, man, I had to hit\n I'm sleeping California king size mattresses\n I smash this shit, you know I'm steady cashin' bitch, oh\n\n Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n Stacking up my C-notes\n Countin' up my pesos\n Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n Champagne overflow\n Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n Got the whip on cruise control\n\n Roll my dope, whip on cruise control\n Let's get high, lay low, yeah, all my dope\n Stacking up my C-notes\n Countin' up my pesos\n Studio, somewhere in Tokyo\n Champagne overflow\n Roll my dope, with the whip on cruise control\n Got the whip on cruise control\n"}]