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No not really\nAnd I know these niggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semi\nWith my goon squad and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt me\nGlock gon' do it's job\nBro' gon' blow that bitch till it get empty, uh\nAnd for bro I'd give my kidney up\nShots, that's a hundred sixty plus\nMe and Liv just fucked Philly up\nFucking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts\nMy care on zero, not no hero, nigga I don't give any fucks\nAdrenaline, that's why my fit go spazz out and let glizzies bust\n\nLove could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\nWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\nHigh on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\nI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n\nNo, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\nBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some'\nI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\nI hate that I was too deep in so young\n\nCasamigo sippin', I'm so in it I can't speak proper\nShe be doin' dish from block to block, heard she's a street hopper\n1300, baby, but got love from all the re-rockers\nThem sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot you\nFor Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch, you will get your hood hit\nHad to watch 'em get put in the grave\nThem the same niggas I stood with\nBronem tryna ease that pain e'rry time that them 'Woods lit\nAccept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fix\nNiggas did way too much talkin'\nIt's a lot of dead opps that I should diss\nAnd really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit\n'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort niggas on some Suge shit\nHow the fuck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances?\nYou ain't never took risks\n\nLove could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\nWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\nHigh on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\nI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n\nNo, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\nBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some'\nI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\nI hate that I was too deep in so young","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.61] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[00:15.51] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[00:18.52] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[00:21.82] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[00:25.03] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[00:27.99] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some'\n[00:31.48] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[00:34.58] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[00:37.56] I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard Mille\n[00:39.91] I've been turnt up I'm the youngest and the richest in my city\n[00:43.03] All on Twitter on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with me\n[00:46.15] This rapper lifestyle lit, called it a quits and now she shitty, uh\n[00:49.46] In my bag not in my feelings, do I miss it? No not really\n[00:52.29] And I know these niggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semi\n[00:55.19] With my goon squad and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt me\n[00:58.31] Glock gon' do it's job\n[01:00.19] Bro' gon' blow that bitch till it get empty, uh\n[01:01.46] And for bro I'd give my kidney up\n[01:03.14] Shots, that's a hundred sixty plus\n[01:04.69] Me and Liv just fucked Philly up\n[01:06.20] Fucking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts\n[01:08.03] My care on zero, not no hero, nigga I don't give any fucks\n[01:09.61] Adrenaline, that's why my fit go spazz out and let glizzies bust\n[01:13.97] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[01:17.09] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[01:19.98] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[01:23.39] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[01:26.55] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[01:29.21] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some'\n[01:32.72] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[01:35.89] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[01:38.81] Casamigo sippin', I'm so in it I can't speak proper\n[01:41.43] She be doin' dish from block to block, heard she's a street hopper\n[01:44.41] 1300, baby, but got love from all the re-rockers\n[01:47.54] Them sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot you\n[01:51.15] For Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch, you will get your hood hit\n[01:53.81] Had to watch 'em get put in the grave\n[01:56.03] Them the same niggas I stood with\n[01:57.23] Bronem tryna ease that pain e'rry time that them 'Woods lit\n[02:00.36] Accept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fix\n[02:02.83] Niggas did way too much talkin'\n[02:04.77] It's a lot of dead opps that I should diss\n[02:06.31] And really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit\n[02:09.59] 'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort niggas on some Suge shit\n[02:12.25] How the fuck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances?\n[02:14.28] You ain't never took risks\n[02:15.89] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[02:18.35] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[02:21.54] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[02:24.95] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[02:28.15] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[02:31.24] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some'\n[02:34.09] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[02:37.35] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[02:39.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Polo G - My All (Official Audio)\n  artist: Polo G\n  album: Polo G\n  duration_ms: 199000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n  start_ms: 12610\n  end_ms: 15510\n- text: When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n  start_ms: 15510\n  end_ms: 18520\n- text: High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n  start_ms: 18520\n  end_ms: 21820\n- text: I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n  start_ms: 21820\n  end_ms: 25030\n- text: No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n  start_ms: 25030\n  end_ms: 27990\n- text: Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some'\n  start_ms: 27990\n  end_ms: 31480\n- text: I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n  start_ms: 31480\n  end_ms: 34580\n- text: I hate that I was too deep in so young\n  start_ms: 34580\n  end_ms: 37560\n- text: I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard Mille\n  start_ms: 37560\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: I've been turnt up I'm the youngest and the richest in my city\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 43030\n- text: All on Twitter on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with me\n  start_ms: 43030\n  end_ms: 46150\n- text: This rapper lifestyle lit, called it a quits and now she shitty, uh\n  start_ms: 46150\n  end_ms: 49460\n- text: In my bag not in my feelings, do I miss it? 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No not really\n[00:51.73] And I know these niggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semi\n[00:54.83] With my goon squad and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt me\n[00:57.98] Glock gon' do it's job\n[00:58.75] Bro gon' blow that bitch till it get empty, uh\n[01:01.19] And for bro I'd give my kidney up\n[01:02.84] Shots, that's a hundred sixty plus\n[01:04.40] Me and Liv just fucked Philly up\n[01:05.67] Fucking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts\n[01:07.39] My care on zero, not no hero, nigga I don't give any fucks\n[01:10.68] Adrenaline, that's why my fit go spazz out and let glizzies bust\n[01:13.50] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[01:16.43] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[01:19.58] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[01:22.86] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[01:26.26] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[01:29.21] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n[01:32.34] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[01:35.42] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[01:38.27] Casamigo sippin', I'm so in it I can't speak proper\n[01:41.31] She be doin' dish from block to block, heard she's a street hopper\n[01:44.45] 1300, baby, but got love from all the re-rockers\n[01:47.48] Them sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot you\n[01:50.63] For Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch, you will get your hood hit\n[01:53.59] Had to watch 'em get put in the grave\n[01:55.25] Them the same niggas I stood with\n[01:56.66] Bronem tryna ease that pain e'rry time that them 'Woods lit\n[01:59.81] Accept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fix\n[02:02.68] Niggas did way too much talkin'\n[02:03.97] It's a lot of dead opps that I should diss\n[02:05.99] And really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit\n[02:09.01] 'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort niggas on some Suge shit\n[02:12.10] How the fuck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances?\n[02:14.12] You ain't never took risks\n[02:15.09] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[02:18.06] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[02:21.12] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[02:24.43] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[02:27.75] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[02:30.60] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n[02:33.71] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[02:36.94] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[02:39.90] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My All\n  artist: Polo G\n  album: Polo G - My All (Official Audio)\n  duration_ms: 199265\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n  start_ms: 11850\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17720\n- text: High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n  start_ms: 17720\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24410\n- text: No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n  start_ms: 24410\n  end_ms: 27340\n- text: Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n  start_ms: 27340\n  end_ms: 30660\n- text: I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n  start_ms: 30660\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: I hate that I was too deep in so young\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36520\n- text: I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard Mille\n  start_ms: 36520\n  end_ms: 39330\n- text: I've been turnt up I'm the youngest and the richest in my city\n  start_ms: 39330\n  end_ms: 42410\n- text: All on Twitter on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with me\n  start_ms: 42410\n  end_ms: 45770\n- text: This rapper lifestyle lit, called it a quits and now she shitty, uh\n  start_ms: 45770\n  end_ms: 48820\n- text: In my bag not in my feelings, do I miss it? 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No not really\nAnd I know these niggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semi\nWith my goon squad and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt me\nGlock gon' do it's job\nBro gon' blow that bitch till it get empty, uh\n\nAnd for bro I'd give my kidney up\nShots, that's a hundred sixty plus\nMe and Liv just fucked Philly up\nFucking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts\nMy care on zero, not no hero, nigga I don't give any fucks\nAdrenaline, that's why my fit go spazz out and let glizzies bust\n\nLove could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\nWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\nHigh on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\nI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n\nNo, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\nBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\nI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\nI hate that I was too deep in so young\n\nCasamigo sippin', I'm so in it I can't speak proper\nShe be doin' dish from block to block, heard she's a street hopper\n1300, baby, but got love from all the re-rockers\nThem sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot you\nFor Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch, you will get your hood hit\nHad to watch 'em get put in the grave\nThem the same niggas I stood with\nBronem tryna ease that pain e'rry time that them 'Woods lit\nAccept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fix\n\nNiggas did way too much talkin'\nIt's a lot of dead opps that I should diss\nAnd really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit\n'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort niggas on some Suge shit\nHow the fuck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances?\nYou ain't never took risks\n\nLove could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\nWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\nHigh on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\nI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n\nNo, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\nBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\nI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\nI hate that I was too deep in so young","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.85] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[00:14.67] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[00:17.72] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[00:21.11] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[00:24.41] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[00:27.34] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n[00:30.66] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[00:33.62] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[00:36.52] I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard Mille\n[00:39.33] I've been turnt up I'm the youngest and the richest in my city\n[00:42.41] All on Twitter on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with me\n[00:45.77] This rapper lifestyle lit, called it a quits and now she shitty, uh\n[00:48.82] In my bag not in my feelings, do I miss it? No not really\n[00:51.73] And I know these niggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semi\n[00:54.83] With my goon squad and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt me\n[00:57.98] Glock gon' do it's job\n[00:58.75] Bro gon' blow that bitch till it get empty, uh\n[01:01.19] And for bro I'd give my kidney up\n[01:02.84] Shots, that's a hundred sixty plus\n[01:04.40] Me and Liv just fucked Philly up\n[01:05.67] Fucking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts\n[01:07.39] My care on zero, not no hero, nigga I don't give any fucks\n[01:10.68] Adrenaline, that's why my fit go spazz out and let glizzies bust\n[01:13.50] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[01:16.43] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[01:19.58] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[01:22.86] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[01:26.26] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[01:29.21] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n[01:32.34] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[01:35.42] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[01:38.27] Casamigo sippin', I'm so in it I can't speak proper\n[01:41.31] She be doin' dish from block to block, heard she's a street hopper\n[01:44.45] 1300, baby, but got love from all the re-rockers\n[01:47.48] Them sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot you\n[01:50.63] For Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch, you will get your hood hit\n[01:53.59] Had to watch 'em get put in the grave\n[01:55.25] Them the same niggas I stood with\n[01:56.66] Bronem tryna ease that pain e'rry time that them 'Woods lit\n[01:59.81] Accept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fix\n[02:02.68] Niggas did way too much talkin'\n[02:03.97] It's a lot of dead opps that I should diss\n[02:05.99] And really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit\n[02:09.01] 'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort niggas on some Suge shit\n[02:12.10] How the fuck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances?\n[02:14.12] You ain't never took risks\n[02:15.09] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n[02:18.06] When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n[02:21.12] High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n[02:24.43] I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n[02:27.75] No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n[02:30.60] Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n[02:33.71] I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n[02:36.94] I hate that I was too deep in so young\n[02:39.90] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My All\n  artist: Polo G\n  album: HOOD POET\n  duration_ms: 198000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from\n  start_ms: 11850\n  end_ms: 14670\n- text: When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 17720\n- text: High on Cloud 9 from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come\n  start_ms: 17720\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that weren't enough, huh?\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24410\n- text: No, I swear these hoes you can't trust 'em\n  start_ms: 24410\n  end_ms: 27340\n- text: Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck sum\n  start_ms: 27340\n  end_ms: 30660\n- text: I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump\n  start_ms: 30660\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: I hate that I was too deep in so young\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36520\n- text: I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard Mille\n  start_ms: 36520\n  end_ms: 39330\n- text: I've been turnt up I'm the youngest and the richest in my city\n  start_ms: 39330\n  end_ms: 42410\n- text: All on Twitter on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with me\n  start_ms: 42410\n  end_ms: 45770\n- text: This rapper lifestyle lit, called it a quits and now she shitty, uh\n  start_ms: 45770\n  end_ms: 48820\n- text: In my bag not in my feelings, do I miss it? 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