[{"id":34498944,"name":"Pusha T - Numbers On The Boards","trackName":"Pusha T - Numbers On The Boards","artistName":"PUSHA T","albumName":"Pusha T - Numbers On The Boards","duration":165.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me\nIt's a different jingle when you hear these car keys\nYour SL's missing an S, nigga\nYour plane's missing a chef\nThe common theme see they both got wings\nIf you fly, do it to death\nIt's only one God, and it's only one crown\nSo it's only one king that can stand on this mound\nKing Push, kingpin, overlord\nCoast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard\nI got money with the best of 'em\nGo blow for blow with any Mexican\nDon't let your side bitches settle in\nMight have to headbutt your Evelyn\n\nBallers, I put numbers on the boards\nHard to get a handle on this double-edged sword\nWhether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a whore\nMight reach back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw\nGivenchy fittin' like it's gym clothes\nWe really gymstars, I'm like D. Rose\nNo D-league, I'm like these clothes\n'88 Jordan, leaping from the free throw\n\nBallers, I put numbers on the boards\n\n(Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more)\nMix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on tour\nTwenty-five bricks, move work like chore\nHit Delaware twice, needed twenty-five more\nI see flaw, cracks in your diamond\nCB4 when you rhyme, Simple Simon\nCome and meet the pieman, a must that I flaunt it\nThe legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us\n\nBallers, I put numbers on the boards\nCan't a bitch living say I bought her Michael Kors?\nEvery car driven was decided by the horse\nKeep the sticker in the window 'case you wonder what it cost\nHow could you relate when you ain't never been great?\nAnd rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, nigga?\nI might sell a brick on my birthday\nThirty-six years of doing dirt like it's Earth Day, GAWD\n\nBallers, I put numbers on the boards","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.77] I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me\n[00:18.46] It's a different jingle when you hear these car keys\n[00:21.95] Your SL's missing an S, nigga\n[00:24.83] Your plane's missing a chef\n[00:26.65] The common theme see they both got wings\n[00:30.14] If you fly, do it to death\n[00:31.80] It's only one God, and it's only one crown\n[00:34.47] So it's only one king that can stand on this mound\n[00:37.87] King Push, kingpin, overlord\n[00:40.21] Coast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard\n[00:43.88] I got money with the best of 'em\n[00:46.35] Go blow for blow with any Mexican\n[00:49.21] Don't let your side bitches settle in\n[00:51.93] Might have to headbutt your Evelyn\n[00:54.71] Ballers, I put numbers on the boards\n[00:56.57] Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword\n[00:59.69] Whether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a whore\n[01:01.79] Might reach back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw\n[01:05.59] Givenchy fittin' like it's gym clothes\n[01:07.62] We really gymstars, I'm like D. 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