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light glare\n[02:20.31] I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs\n[02:23.11] Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there?\n[02:26.05] Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care\n[02:31.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Polo G - I Know (Official Audio)\n artist: Polo G\n album: Polo G - I Know (Official Audio)\n duration_ms: 178000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Pipe that shit up, TnT)\n start_ms: 880\n end_ms: 2900\n- text: (Dmac on the fuckin' track)\n start_ms: 2900\n end_ms: 4290\n- text: (Tahj Money)\n start_ms: 4290\n end_ms: 7400\n- text: Mm, mm, mm\n start_ms: 7400\n end_ms: 10230\n- text: Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share\n start_ms: 10230\n end_ms: 12830\n- text: My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare\n start_ms: 12830\n end_ms: 15880\n- text: I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair\n start_ms: 15880\n end_ms: 18950\n- text: How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a 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146050\n- text: Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care\n start_ms: 146050\n end_ms: 148870\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 148870\nplain: |-\n Pipe that shit up, TnT\n Dmac on the fuckin' track\n (Tahj Money)\n\n Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share\n My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare\n I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair\n How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a nightmare?\n Left us behind, you seen that light glare\n I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs\n Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there?\n Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care\n\n Let's just be friends before we rush into a label\n Wanna know if you really fuck with me, girl, what's your angle?\n It's only for the better if I'm tryna change you\n Lovin' me ain't easy, if you leave, I don't blame you\n Trauma got me fucked up, so I'm mentally unstable\n\n I got wrapped up in my emotions, now I'm tangled\n Deep in my thoughts and overthinkin', can get painful\n Watch how I move, one wrong decision can be fatal\n Hidden messages, conversations with my angels\n Just walk with me and you'll see I'm tryna save you\n Most times I'm by myself, I'm still confused from betrayal\n From rags to riches, shit still hard, I'm just on phase two\n\n Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share\n My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare\n I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair\n How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a nightmare?\n Left us behind, you seen that light glare\n I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs\n Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there?\n Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care\n\n Livin' on his own and he runnin' out of options now\n 'Cause he felt like he couldn't be his self at his mama house\n Hittin' licks, missin' school\n Junior year, he thought 'bout droppin' out\n Him against the world, .40 on him when he poppin' out\n\n On his dark road, he just tryna find a proper route\n Hate the criticism, he uses music to block it out\n By his auntie, he was molested as a baby boy\n\n Messed up his head, it even changed the way he play with toys\n Up late night rappin' and they told him to quit makin' noise\n Stuck in his feelings, he be spendin' every day annoyed\n He wanna stand over a nigga, leave his face destroyed\n He miss his hood, now this something that he can't avoid\n\n Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share\n My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare\n I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair\n How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a nightmare?\n Left us behind, you seen that light glare\n I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs\n Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there?\n Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care\n"}]