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Kangy, I grew up with Dammy and Lanry, yo\nI still think that I'm money and I'm head to toe Burberry\nI hit her from the back and make her legs go all Bambi\nI could sell B check the sand I mean sand at the beach\nNot a man you could speech, still hang with the Gs\nShit, huh, still hang with the Gs\nTraining Day 3, I'm done","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.72] Sample's crazy\n[00:28.00] Have to give it to them, uh\n[00:32.00] Hopped out the gate to a Bentley\n[00:34.21] Got me feeling like AJ at Wembley\n[00:36.81] I've got a house in the sticks, I'm living stress-free\n[00:39.42] God bless me, guide me, protect me\n[00:41.95] I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep\n[00:44.47] I used to have ten cats by the Westbury\n[00:46.99] When I used to share a bedroom with Wesley\n[00:49.53] \"Stay at home,\" 'member Nanny used to beg me\n[00:52.05] But from young I've been involved heavily\n[00:54.70] I jump out on it, ask Lexie\n[00:57.26] Trapping ain't dead, the trap fed me\n[00:59.81] Trapping ain't dead, the trap fed me\n[01:02.42] Blonde bagger, no Montana, the song's sadder\n[01:04.68] Don Dada, my long hammer, my companion\n[01:07.12] I get active, I've been backed it, it's on camera\n[01:10.22] They just act when it's on camera\n[01:12.15] More ego than sense, Crown Court in suspense\n[01:14.58] In the hoopty, I ain't tense, I've been doing this\n[01:17.12] I grip the Tracy, let it sky like a stewardess\n[01:19.45] You will never know what I've been through for this\n[01:22.09] See the streets is suttin' that I'm fluent with\n[01:24.48] Gifts and curses, cah man ah seen my dawgs in hearses\n[01:27.37] I pray in masjids, my boy's Mum's cry in churches\n[01:30.60] And they wanna live this life on purpose\n[01:32.44] Go and find some purpose, shh\n[01:34.91] I've done so much bird, now I'm fly on purpose\n[01:37.50] They say \"P, drop a freestyle for me\"\n[01:40.02] I say \"on the day they retrial Money\"\n[01:42.59] And cats on the block love redial Frankie\n[01:45.30] I be in the bando, the neighbors can't stand me\n[01:48.01] Crack made me a hero, not Stan Lee\n[01:50.53] Rap money out, that's houses for my family\n[01:53.05] That's big MAC's for the block, bare candy\n[01:55.65] My dad's Algerian, grew up in a shanty\n[01:58.22] R.i.p. Kangy, I grew up with Dammy and Lanry, yo\n[02:02.78] I still think that I'm money and I'm head to toe Burberry\n[02:05.88] I hit her from the back and make her legs go all Bambi\n[02:08.28] I could sell B check the sand I mean sand at the beach\n[02:11.77] Not a man you could speech, still hang with the Gs\n[02:15.50] Shit, huh, still hang with the Gs\n[02:20.29] Training Day 3, I'm done","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Purpose\n artist: Potter Payper\n album: Purpose\n duration_ms: 176000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Sample's crazy\n start_ms: 19720\n end_ms: 28000\n- text: Have to give it to them, uh\n start_ms: 28000\n end_ms: 32000\n- text: Hopped out the gate to a Bentley\n start_ms: 32000\n end_ms: 34210\n- text: Got me feeling like AJ at Wembley\n start_ms: 34210\n end_ms: 36810\n- text: I've got a house in the sticks, I'm living stress-free\n start_ms: 36810\n end_ms: 39420\n- text: God bless me, guide me, protect me\n start_ms: 39420\n end_ms: 41950\n- text: I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep\n start_ms: 41950\n end_ms: 44470\n- text: I used to have ten cats by the Westbury\n start_ms: 44470\n end_ms: 46990\n- text: When I used to share a bedroom with Wesley\n start_ms: 46990\n end_ms: 49530\n- text: '\"Stay at home,\" ''member Nanny used to beg me'\n start_ms: 49530\n end_ms: 52050\n- text: But from young I've been involved heavily\n start_ms: 52050\n end_ms: 54700\n- text: I jump out on it, ask Lexie\n start_ms: 54700\n end_ms: 57260\n- text: Trapping ain't dead, the trap fed me\n start_ms: 57260\n end_ms: 59810\n- text: Trapping ain't dead, the trap fed me\n start_ms: 59810\n end_ms: 62420\n- text: Blonde bagger, no Montana, the song's sadder\n start_ms: 62420\n end_ms: 64680\n- text: Don Dada, my long hammer, my companion\n start_ms: 64680\n end_ms: 67120\n- text: I get active, I've been backed it, it's on camera\n start_ms: 67120\n end_ms: 70220\n- text: They just act when it's on camera\n start_ms: 70220\n end_ms: 72150\n- text: More ego than sense, Crown Court in suspense\n start_ms: 72150\n end_ms: 74580\n- text: In the hoopty, I ain't tense, I've been doing this\n start_ms: 74580\n end_ms: 77120\n- text: I grip the Tracy, let it sky like a stewardess\n start_ms: 77120\n end_ms: 79450\n- text: You will never know what I've been through for this\n start_ms: 79450\n end_ms: 82090\n- text: See the streets is suttin' that I'm fluent with\n start_ms: 82090\n end_ms: 84480\n- text: Gifts and curses, cah man ah seen my dawgs in hearses\n start_ms: 84480\n end_ms: 87370\n- text: I pray in masjids, my boy's Mum's cry in churches\n start_ms: 87370\n end_ms: 90600\n- text: And they wanna live this life on purpose\n start_ms: 90600\n end_ms: 92440\n- text: Go and find some purpose, shh\n start_ms: 92440\n end_ms: 94910\n- text: I've done so much bird, now I'm fly on purpose\n start_ms: 94910\n end_ms: 97500\n- text: They say \"P, drop a freestyle for me\"\n start_ms: 97500\n end_ms: 100020\n- text: I say \"on the day they retrial Money\"\n start_ms: 100020\n end_ms: 102590\n- text: And cats on the block love redial Frankie\n start_ms: 102590\n end_ms: 105300\n- text: I be in the bando, the neighbors can't stand me\n start_ms: 105300\n end_ms: 108010\n- text: Crack made me a hero, not Stan Lee\n start_ms: 108010\n end_ms: 110530\n- text: Rap money out, that's houses for my family\n start_ms: 110530\n end_ms: 113050\n- text: That's big MAC's for the block, bare candy\n start_ms: 113050\n end_ms: 115650\n- text: My dad's Algerian, grew up in a shanty\n start_ms: 115650\n end_ms: 118220\n- text: R.i.p. 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Kangy, I grew up with Dammy and Lanry (I'm still)\n[02:03.62] I still think that I'm money and I'm here to tell Burberry\n[02:06.62] I hit her from the back and make her legs go all Bambi\n[02:08.82] I get so beach, check the sand on me, sand on the beach\n[02:12.04] Not a man you can speach, though hang with the Gs\n[02:16.46] Shit, huh\n[02:18.23] Still hang with the Gs\n[02:21.22] Training day three\n[02:24.44] Ooh, ooh-ooh (uh)\n[02:29.31] Ooh, ooh-ooh\n[02:33.18] I'm still faded, faded, faded\n[02:36.23] The ride\n[02:38.43] I'm still faded, faded, faded\n[02:43.84] Why won't it stop?\n[02:46.59] The ride\n[02:49.15] Why won't it stop?\n[02:51.59] Ooh, the ride\n[02:53.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Purpose\n artist: Potter Payper\n album: Training Day 3\n duration_ms: 176000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm still faded, faded, faded\n start_ms: 10590\n end_ms: 13560\n- text: The ride\n start_ms: 13560\n end_ms: 15550\n- text: I'm still faded, faded, faded\n start_ms: 15550\n end_ms: 20110\n- text: The sample's crazy (why won't it stop?)\n start_ms: 20110\n end_ms: 23690\n- text: The ride\n start_ms: 23690\n end_ms: 25920\n- text: Why won't it stop?\n start_ms: 25920\n end_ms: 28580\n- text: Ooh, the ride (so give it to them man)\n start_ms: 28580\n end_ms: 31150\n- text: Uh\n start_ms: 31150\n end_ms: 32820\n- text: Hopped out the gate to a Bentley\n start_ms: 32820\n end_ms: 35010\n- text: Got me feeling like AJ at Wembley\n start_ms: 35010\n end_ms: 37420\n- text: I've got a house in the sticks, I'm living stress-free\n start_ms: 37420\n end_ms: 40100\n- text: God bless me, guide me, protect me\n start_ms: 40100\n end_ms: 42580\n- text: I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep\n start_ms: 42580\n end_ms: 45060\n- text: I used to have ten cats by the Westbury\n start_ms: 45060\n end_ms: 47750\n- text: When I used to share a bedroom with Wesley\n start_ms: 47750\n end_ms: 50110\n- text: '\"Stay at home\", ''member Nanny used to beg me'\n start_ms: 50110\n end_ms: 52760\n- text: But from young I've been involved heavily\n start_ms: 52760\n end_ms: 55510\n- text: I jump out on it, ask Lexie\n start_ms: 55510\n end_ms: 58290\n- text: Trappin' ain't dead, the trap fed me\n start_ms: 58290\n end_ms: 60860\n- text: Trappin' ain't dead, the trap fed me\n start_ms: 60860\n end_ms: 62680\n- text: Blonde bagger, no Montana, the song's sadder\n start_ms: 62680\n end_ms: 65250\n- text: Don Dada, my long hammer, my companion\n start_ms: 65250\n end_ms: 67690\n- text: I get active, I've been 'bout it, it's on camera\n start_ms: 67690\n end_ms: 70730\n- text: They just act when it's on camera\n start_ms: 70730\n end_ms: 72550\n- text: More ego than sense, Crown Court in suspense\n start_ms: 72550\n end_ms: 75170\n- text: In the hoopty, I ain't tense, I've been doing this\n start_ms: 75170\n end_ms: 77410\n- text: I grip the Trey and let it sky like a stewardess\n start_ms: 77410\n end_ms: 80460\n- text: You will never know what I've been through for this\n start_ms: 80460\n end_ms: 82850\n- text: See the streets is suttin' that I'm fluent with\n start_ms: 82850\n end_ms: 84840\n- text: Gifts and curses, cah man ah seen my dargs in hearses\n start_ms: 84840\n end_ms: 88180\n- text: I pray in masjids, my boy's Mum's cry in churches\n start_ms: 88180\n end_ms: 91150\n- text: And they wanna live this life on purpose\n start_ms: 91150\n end_ms: 93090\n- text: Go and find some purpose\n start_ms: 93090\n end_ms: 95630\n- text: I've done so much bird, now I'm fly on purpose\n start_ms: 95630\n end_ms: 98040\n- text: They say \"P, drop a freestyle for me\"\n start_ms: 98040\n end_ms: 100380\n- text: I say, \"On the day they retrial Money\"\n start_ms: 100380\n end_ms: 103060\n- text: And cats on the block love redial Frankie\n start_ms: 103060\n end_ms: 105930\n- text: I be in the bando, the neighbours can't stand me\n start_ms: 105930\n end_ms: 108830\n- text: Crack made me a hero, not a Stan-lee\n start_ms: 108830\n end_ms: 111280\n- text: Rap money aight, that's houses for my family\n start_ms: 111280\n end_ms: 113860\n- text: That's big MAC's for the block, bare candy\n start_ms: 113860\n end_ms: 116350\n- text: My dad's Algerian, grew up in a shanty\n start_ms: 116350\n end_ms: 119070\n- text: R.I.P. 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