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need to be remorseful\n[03:21.13] I swear I got that silencer on that Mac 9 and I kill these niggas with silence\n[03:24.27] My head stay in the clouds, I really feel like a giant\n[03:27.16] Can't trust none of these niggas, I murk one of these niggas\n[03:30.75] Then bury one of these niggas, still got dirt under my fingers, that\n[03:32.83] Ain't a threat that's fact cause they coming at my neck\n[03:35.85] Like the best a man can get\n[03:38.44] To make a long story short, I need a shoulder cause the devil on one\n[03:40.80] The other one, I'm lookin' over\n[03:43.36] Tunechi...\n[03:46.97] I just wanna be the one\n[03:48.01] I just wanna be the one you love\n[03:49.08] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[03:51.05] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[03:54.51] I'mma show you tonight\n[03:57.83] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[04:00.91] Take you past the sky...\n[04:03.17] Niggas hatin' like it's Salt Lake City\n[04:08.19] No tints on that pretty ass Bentley\n[04:10.99] Want you to know that them comments don't offend me\n[04:13.79] Cause your baby mama so friendly\n[04:15.12] I proceed with the plan, weed in my hand\n[04:18.33] Ciroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan\n[04:21.18] Money over bitches, first nigga with a Wraith\n[04:23.65] Double M, we handle business\n[04:25.64] Cause them niggas getting raped\n[04:27.20] Go get the yellow tape, it's well orchestrated\n[04:29.59] 200 acres estates, a young nigga made it\n[04:31.72] Came from the hood, ain't nothing changed\n[04:34.58] Still lemon pepper on my motherfucking waaangs\n[04:37.36] I just wanna be the one\n[04:38.82] I just wanna be the one you love\n[04:41.11] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[04:45.02] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[04:48.69] I'mma show you tonight\n[04:51.67] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[04:54.75] Take you past the sky...\n[04:57.14] Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?\n[05:06.14] \n[05:22.52] Mastermind, my 6th LP\n[05:24.25] Can't believe we did it\n[05:25.80] Man, I thank everybody that played a part of this\n[05:27.28] Shout out to my engineer E-Mix\n[05:28.46] Each and every one of you supporters\n[05:29.48] My fans, 100\n[05:29.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rick Ross - Thug Cry ft. 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door to the killers\n[00:33.49] On them corners it gets better as you go\n[00:36.07] Grind that motherfucker 'till it's yellow brick road\n[00:38.99] Free as a bird, spoken word in my verse\n[00:41.34] On my knees praying, niggas shooting in the church\n[00:44.14] Wake up out my sleep in another cold sweat\n[00:46.89] I lived on Billboard, where the fuck to go next?\n[00:49.59] Go against the odds, youngin' go and get a job\n[00:52.33] Another country boy they want back on the farm\n[00:55.00] So far from my goals but I'm close to my kids\n[00:57.80] Thug Cry for Mac Dre throwing up the Thizz\n[01:00.00] I just wanna be the one\n[01:01.78] I just wanna be the one you love\n[01:04.58] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[01:08.34] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[01:12.01] I'mma show you tonight\n[01:14.73] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[01:18.30] Take you past the sky\n[01:19.95] (I just wanna) Well let me light one for my problems\n[01:24.98] Smoking on that loud, 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Me? Too aggressive?\n\nI can feel His blessings wash away my sins\nI'm sanctified and, I have been born again\nNow I proclaim, hallowed be thy name\nOh\n\nAll I want is 100 million dollars and a bad bitch\nPlus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage\nGroupies in the lobby they just tryna get established\nGod, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status\n\nKeys to my success, I get new keys and new address\nBitches that I date don't get degrees but they can dress\nFelatio's amazin', make grilled cheese for you, the best\nMajor cult figure, I'm the fresh David Koresh\n\nSoldiers all in gators, new Mercedes for cadets\nBalmain uniform, you know Donda designed the vest\nDouble M, that be the Army, better yet the Navy\nBaby seen me in that Wraith, wanna have my baby\n\nAll I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch\nNow I want two hundred and ménage in my palace\nWalkin' out the jeweler with no motherfuckin' balance\nSomewhere in Jamaica I'm still holdin' on my chalice\nRims on my Ferrari, my bitch said that I was childish\n'Til I fuck a girl, that girl tweeted that I was stylish\nWhen we fucked again, she told me \"That was just some foul shit\"\nI walk into the room, you can even hear all the silence\n\nI can feel His blessings wash away my sins\nI'm sanctified and, I have been born again\nNow I proclaim, hallowed be thy name\nOh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.97] There's a field with angels movin' around me\n[00:08.52] I just worship thee, for all He's done for me\n[00:16.23] It's a new day, I have been born again\n[00:23.83] I've been born again, I've been born again\n[00:31.48] In His spirit, and His name, I'm sanctified!\n[00:39.65] Lord, I testify, he's right by my side\n[00:46.49] I believe it be His word is so clear to me\n[00:54.44] Yeah, yeah\n[00:57.29] All I want is 100 million dollars and a bad bitch\n[01:01.17] Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage\n[01:04.88] Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established\n[01:08.88] God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status\n[01:12.50] All I wanted was 100 million dollars and a bad bitch\n[01:16.53] Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage\n[01:20.08] Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established\n[01:23.96] God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status\n[01:27.76] Niggas be lovin' the old Ye, they sayin' the new Ye, that nigga be spazzin'\n[01:31.11] But when Ali turn up and be Ali, you can't ever change that nigga back to Cassius\n[01:35.14] So you can gon' and make them lies, but I'm so sanctified\n[01:39.42] I don't sweat it, wipe my forehead with a handkerchief\n[01:43.57] And wash my sins in the blood of Jesus (huh)\n[01:47.81] People sayin', \"Ye we need another Yeezus\" (huh)\n[01:51.25] Lames try to tell me, \"Cut the wilin' out, out\"\n[01:55.58] But who the fuck is you reachin'?\n[01:58.83] Pass me 30 bottles, champagne procession\n[02:02.19] That's that Holy water, sanctified refreshments\n[02:06.35] God sent me a message, said I'm too aggressive\n[02:10.16] Really? Me? 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should run back to college\nLemon pepper the thang, fuck your cuisine\nSipping lean on the campus, I kept the lab triple beam\nMy new chick in Morocco, she told me I was the first\nRan my game, then bought a plane with the whole thing in the purse\n\nHoes know that my Rollie gold\n\nHoes know that my Rollie gold\n\nHoes know that my Rollie gold\n\nHoes know that my Rollie gold\n\nYoung nigga Lil Tracy be working it, working it, working it\nBitch I be serving it all through Decatur\nNever I needed no favors\nServing these niggas 'fore Jacob had came out with Jacob\nBoy I got a laser for niggas who hate us\nWe made the money, the money don't make us\nI'm around killers and robbers and takers\nNiggas'll kill all of y'all for the paper\n\nSkinny tires look like I'm riding on the rims\n'Cause I put that work, like salt and pepper them\nMMG on 20-pound stamps, you couldn't step to them\nWe on fire, the coldest nigga melting standing next to them\nPushing back when niggas throwed Daytons on the Chevy\nEarly birdie get the worm so in the morning I'ma stretch it\nMy uncle out them projects, he working out of Pyrex\nThem bombs like Saddam turn my slums to a Iraq\nMake your bitch hop off your dick and jump on mines, nigga\n\nFifty thousand on that watch, you see that time, nigga\nSee when you're shining hard, haters they gon' get mad\nBut we throw dots 'cross they face, ain't talking 'bout Sinbad\n\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, young nigga move that dope\n\nWhipping the yam, whipping and flipping the yam\nTurn the whole brick to a Lam'\nRe-rocking the dope soon as it get off the boat\nKeeping it soft like a mink, gold on my link, coke in the sink\n\nChopping that work like karate\nServing a new Maserati in a brand new Maserati\nThat's a whole lot of new money\n\nStashing 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nigga move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, young nigga move that dope\n\nYoung enough to still sell dope but old enough that I knows better\nWhen they saying it's 42 for that white powder I nose better\nGet it nigga, I knows better, put a smile on the devil's face\nWho don't wanna sell dope forever and\nFlood their Rollie 'til the bezel breaks?\n\nFishscale in the two-door that I fishtail\nFiberglass, Ferrari leather and designer shit that I misspell\nLook at the jewels, the J's, the jewels, I'm acting a monkey\nFrom 16 years old I'm whipping in kitchens, fucking my junkies\nPablo, Versace way before Migos\nMy dinner plates no silverware, all you niggas my hijos\nToss a kilo like a free throw, crack house it had the peephole\nMade it through to the other side now nothing's big as my ego\n\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, young nigga move that dope\n\nMe, I try to leave the best for later\nBut Pusha tried to put me on the respirator\nThe old Skateboard P, that's your favorite\n\nMe and 20 girls doing yoga naked\nFrequency high like a spaceship\nShe say that she like it and she been exposed\nThe Gandalf hat and the weird-ass clothes\nThat's Comme des Garçons and the Buffalo\nI know gorillas with the triggers that's on the banana clippers\nAnd packing with the biggest missiles\nThese niggas is knocking over vehicles\nThese niggas ain't waiting just to see niggas\n\nThese niggas ain't tryna hear \"please\" niggas\n\nThese niggas like chopping down trees niggas\nThese niggas 1-2-3 and they squeeze niggas\nThese niggas hit the weed and they leave niggas, G nigga\nIf you got two hoes you need to let one go\nTwo Lambos you need to let one go\n\nAll these drones while y'all smoke dro\nThere's an iron in the sky, I'm tryna let y'all know\nAin't no standards, I'm a sap one though\nBig-ass bag but no man stand though\nAll that war we need to let that go\nThat Bowen business, I'ma get that hoe\n\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, young nigga, young nigga move that dope\nYoung nigga move that dope, ayy, move that dope\nAyy, move that dope, young nigga move that dope\n\nYoung nigga got that coke, whip that dope like a pastor\n\nHow you think he bought that coupe\nWith no roof? 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that dope\n[04:45.81] Me, I try to leave the best for later\n[04:47.59] But Pusha tried to put me on the respirator\n[04:49.41] The old Skateboard P, that's your favorite\n[04:51.32] Me and 20 girls doing yoga naked\n[04:53.10] Frequency high like a spaceship\n[04:54.84] She say that she like it and she been exposed\n[04:56.75] The Gandalf hat and the weird-ass clothes\n[04:58.41] That's Comme des Garçons and the Buffalo\n[05:00.12] I know gorillas with the triggers that's on the banana clippers\n[05:02.22] And packing with the biggest missiles\n[05:03.46] These niggas is knocking over vehicles\n[05:05.23] These niggas ain't waiting just to see niggas\n[05:07.16] These niggas ain't tryna hear \"please\" niggas\n[05:09.00] These niggas like chopping down trees niggas\n[05:10.80] These niggas 1-2-3 and they squeeze niggas\n[05:12.65] These niggas hit the weed and they leave niggas, G nigga\n[05:14.99] If you got two hoes you need to let one go\n[05:16.99] Two Lambos you need to let one 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Ah!\nAh, I'm the mo'fuckin' greatest, y'all don't know that yet\nI don't need your money, you can hold that check\nAt the crib in some Polo sweats\nI don't need a ho, that's what the hoes don't get, whoa (woo)\nI'm on my worst behavior (woo)\nBad side piece with the pertinent flavor (woo)\nMo'fuckers never loved us\nComin' for your money, mo'fucker don't trust us (nah)\nUh, you ain't shit\nBought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick (okay)\nI don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique (okay)\nTreat her like a dog how I do that bitch, uh\nDone doin' promo (promo)\nAnd it's still motherfuckin' Most Dope (Most Dope)\nMade a couple million off a brand\nMo'fucker, we ain't even got a logo, uh\nBitch, you better have my money (must be feelin' myself)\nI don't see anybody but me (plan on killin' myself)\nKeepin' shit too real (keepin' shit too real)\nSee a mo'fucker like me gettin' money (how does it feel?)\nAlready been but I'm back for more\nInsomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for\nInsomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for\nDon't sleep!\nI'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\n(Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)\nI'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\n(Bitch, I don't speak French\nLook bitch, don't try and speak around me)\nI'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac (oh, hello Q)\nYeah, yeah, said, said\nI'm a maniac, crazy, act insane\nThink I might need a cage in fact\nChain reactions happen when I make a pact\nA psycho, God made me that\n'Cause I fade to black, I gets down like a plane attack\nYou mo'fuckers just made me laugh\nHa-ha, God damnit, this ain't a drill, do not panic\nLet me see how loud you scream (argh!)\nI'm off the map, mo'fuckers start lookin'\nBut they're never gonna see where I be\nShe only speak French\nSaid, \"Bitch look, don't try and speak around me\"\nAnd I don't sleep at all\nIf you on that bullshit, I ain't gonna be involved\nShit, shit, shit\nI could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee (whoa)\nFearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky\nTake your bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test me\nDon't flex if you ain't got shit on me\nAnd, you ain't got shit on me, come get it\n(Come get it, come, come get it, come, come)\nJar full of fresh white snow, bag full of unleaded\nI don't get enough credit (get enough credit, whoa)\nDon't sleep! (M-M-M-M-M-M)\nThey done fucked up, huh?\nThe biggest bezzle, huh?\nThe don, Ricky Farrakhan, huh?\nM-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music\nMy weed burnin', my chain glitter\nHe's self made, Mac Miller my real nigga\nFuck who don't like it, bitch, come see me\nFuck who don't like it, hitta, hitta, hitta\nG-G-G-Gettin' money so complicated, I'm the shit, I'm constipated\nYo baby mama, straight G, let me use the crib to mail all the weed\nCalifornia, Atlanta, white girl in a black Phantom\nMy top down, mid-December, ride with a big black fat nigga\nKrispy Kreme then it's chicken wings, introduce, different things\nJet skis and the best weed, think it's fake? Bitch, test me\nI'm jet-lagged, don't need a stylist, pants sag, Jimmy Fallon\nBlowin' green in the green room, Def Jam like, \"Boss really wildin'\"\nYeah, they hate but won't box a nigga\nBought the estate from a boxer nigga\nParanoid, I'm walkin' round\nI'm butt naked with my chopper, nigga (huh)\nMy chopper, nigga (huh)\nHahahahaha! I'm butt naked with my chopper, nigga\nSaid I'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\n(Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)\nI'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\n(Bitch, I don't speak French\nLook bitch, don't try and speak around me)\nI'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\nI'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Insomniak\n  artist: Rick Ross\n  album: Thug Cry\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, ayy, Jerm, Jerm\n  Yeah, ah! Ah!\n  Ah, I'm the mo'fuckin' greatest, y'all don't know that yet\n  I don't need your money, you can hold that check\n  At the crib in some Polo sweats\n  I don't need a ho, that's what the hoes don't get, whoa (woo)\n  I'm on my worst behavior (woo)\n  Bad side piece with the pertinent flavor (woo)\n  Mo'fuckers never loved us\n  Comin' for your money, mo'fucker don't trust us (nah)\n  Uh, you ain't shit\n  Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick (okay)\n  I don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique (okay)\n  Treat her like a dog how I do that bitch, uh\n  Done doin' promo (promo)\n  And it's still motherfuckin' Most Dope (Most Dope)\n  Made a couple million off a brand\n  Mo'fucker, we ain't even got a logo, uh\n  Bitch, you better have my money (must be feelin' myself)\n  I don't see anybody but me (plan on killin' myself)\n  Keepin' shit too real (keepin' shit too real)\n  See a mo'fucker like me gettin' money (how does it feel?)\n  Already been but I'm back for more\n  Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for\n  Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for\n  Don't sleep!\n  I'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\n  (Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)\n  I'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac\n  (Bitch, I don't speak French\n  Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)\n  I'm an insomniac, a mo'fuckin' insomniac (oh, hello Q)\n  Yeah, yeah, said, said\n  I'm a maniac, crazy, act insane\n  Think I might need a cage in fact\n  Chain reactions happen when I make a pact\n  A psycho, God made me that\n  'Cause I fade to black, I gets down like a plane attack\n  You mo'fuckers just made me laugh\n  Ha-ha, God damnit, this ain't a drill, do not panic\n  Let me see how loud you scream (argh!)\n  I'm off the map, mo'fuckers start lookin'\n  But they're never gonna see where I be\n  She only speak French\n  Said, \"Bitch look, don't try and speak around me\"\n  And I don't sleep at all\n  If you on that bullshit, I ain't gonna be involved\n  Shit, shit, shit\n  I could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee (whoa)\n  Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky\n  Take your bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test me\n  Don't flex if you ain't got shit on me\n  And, you ain't got shit on me, come get it\n  (Come get it, come, come get it, come, come)\n  Jar full of fresh white snow, bag full of unleaded\n  I don't get enough credit (get enough credit, whoa)\n  Don't sleep! (M-M-M-M-M-M)\n  They done fucked up, huh?\n  The biggest bezzle, huh?\n  The don, Ricky Farrakhan, huh?\n  M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music\n  My weed burnin', my chain glitter\n  He's self made, Mac Miller my real nigga\n  Fuck who don't like it, bitch, come see me\n  Fuck who don't like it, hitta, hitta, hitta\n  G-G-G-Gettin' money so complicated, I'm the shit, I'm constipated\n  Yo baby mama, straight G, let me use the crib to mail all the weed\n  California, Atlanta, white girl in a black Phantom\n  My top down, mid-December, ride with a big black fat nigga\n  Krispy Kreme then it's chicken wings, introduce, different things\n  Jet skis and the best weed, think it's fake? 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downsouth MC Ren\nI might buy some Timbs, or peanut butter MCM\nRaised down the street from a crack house\nPull her hair weave 'til the track out\nTreat the rap game like a trap game\nTryna make a yellow ho tap out\nI got Dolce, I ain't even worn yet, codeine ain't even po' yet\nI could spend millions of dollars, and still won't even be poor yet\nYeah, I'm a motherfucking poet, riding now, motherfucker Ol'Nat\nA nigga wearing a Versace shirt, man that's a motherfucking throwback\nI got a crib in my closet, got a crib in my closet\nAll designer shit, I got a crib in my closet\nI got a crib in my closet, got a crib in my closet\nMan, all designer shit, I got a crib\nAll designer shit, all designer shit I got a crib\nAll designer shit, all designer shit I got a crib\nAll designer shit, all designer shit I got a crib in my closet man\nAll designer shit, all designer shit, I got a crib in my closet, bitch\nSince rappin' turn to fashion, I don't know what happen\nOr mishappens, matching turned to swagging\nHe exposed the world to trappin'\nPicture posin' tactics\nHold this that click click, finna' blow this backwards\nMoney, hoes and fabrics\nScrolling past like \"fuck yo photo caption\"\nIf ye ain't got it then you bragging, that's automatic\nI see no need for me to Tweet, these bitches know my status\nI'm the shit, all designer shit, got all kinds of shit\nGot Prada around from 1999 and shit, bet you won't find the shit\nI'm on my Anna shit, that's Wintour\nIt's dressed like it's Met Ball\nI'm in Vogue, this winter, the runway, no insta\nGot a crib in my closet, Spanish chick in my casa\nSo much space in my closet, fit your crib in my closet\nI got a crib in my closet, got a crib in my closet\nAll designer shit, I got a crib in my closet\nI got a crib in my closet, got a crib in my closet\nMan, all designer shit, I got a crib\nAll designer shit, all designer shit I got a crib\nAll designer shit, all designer shit I got a crib\nAll designer shit, all designer shit I 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your man don't see\nShe will bust it down for some damn Lime-A-Ritas\nChew me like some bubblegum, something like Rasheeda\nGotta get my partner some, she on me like Adidas\nBaby, you can't hold back, better stop flexing like you not\nYour man tryna patrol that, I guess he is a cop\nBut he really can't cuff if he busting at my spot\nBut I done had enough cause you making my shit hot\nBlowing up a nigga phone, what I tell yo ass 'bout that?\nTryna hold something, hold my nuts, can you do that?\nCan you play around with that mouth while he hit it from the back?\nYou can't say nothing now\nCause we all been through wid that, through wid that\n\n(K camp)\nIt ain't nothing to cut that bitch off\nIt ain't nothing to cut that bitch off\nSo what you saying ho?\nYou Know I'm the man ho?\nNothing but a bird I'mma leave you where you stand, ho\nHeard you got a man ho\nHope he understand though\nYou ain't nothing but a creeper, baby, I'm just saying, though\nSaying, though\nIt ain't nothing to cut 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need to be remorseful\n[03:21.13] I swear I got that silencer on that Mac 9 and I kill these niggas with silence\n[03:24.27] My head stay in the clouds, I really feel like a giant\n[03:27.16] Can't trust none of these niggas, I murk one of these niggas\n[03:30.75] Then bury one of these niggas, still got dirt under my fingers, that\n[03:32.83] Ain't a threat that's fact cause they coming at my neck\n[03:35.85] Like the best a man can get\n[03:38.44] To make a long story short, I need a shoulder cause the devil on one\n[03:40.80] The other one, I'm lookin' over\n[03:43.36] Tunechi...\n[03:46.97] I just wanna be the one\n[03:48.01] I just wanna be the one you love\n[03:49.08] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[03:51.05] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[03:54.51] I'mma show you tonight\n[03:57.83] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[04:00.91] Take you past the sky...\n[04:03.17] Niggas hatin' like it's Salt Lake City\n[04:08.19] No tints on that pretty ass Bentley\n[04:10.99] Want you to know that them comments don't offend me\n[04:13.79] Cause your baby mama so friendly\n[04:15.12] I proceed with the plan, weed in my hand\n[04:18.33] Ciroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan\n[04:21.18] Money over bitches, first nigga with a Wraith\n[04:23.65] Double M, we handle business\n[04:25.64] Cause them niggas getting raped\n[04:27.20] Go get the yellow tape, it's well orchestrated\n[04:29.59] 200 acres estates, a young nigga made it\n[04:31.72] Came from the hood, ain't nothing changed\n[04:34.58] Still lemon pepper on my motherfucking waaangs\n[04:37.36] I just wanna be the one\n[04:38.82] I just wanna be the one you love\n[04:41.11] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[04:45.02] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[04:48.69] I'mma show you tonight\n[04:51.67] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[04:54.75] Take you past the sky...\n[04:57.14] Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?\n[05:06.14] \n[05:22.52] Mastermind, my 6th LP\n[05:24.25] Can't believe we did it\n[05:25.80] Man, I thank everybody that played a part of this\n[05:27.28] Shout out to my engineer E-Mix\n[05:28.46] Each and every one of you supporters\n[05:29.48] My fans, 100\n[05:29.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rick Ross - Thug Cry ft. 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you run to when you're down\nI just wanna, I just wanna fly\nI'mma show you tonight\nThat I'mma put it on you baby\nTake you past the sky\n(I just wanna) Sometimes I ask myself, do Thugs Cry?\nMastermind, my 6th LP\nCan't believe we did it\nMan, I thank everybody that played a part of this\nShout out to my engineer E-Mix\nEach and every one of you supporters\nMy fans, 100, muah","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.32] I just wanna be the one\n[00:07.72] I just wanna be the one you love\n[00:10.31] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[00:14.69] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[00:17.88] I'mma show you tonight\n[00:20.34] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[00:24.09] Take you past the sky\n[00:25.77] Wake up in the world and I'm just another nigga\n[00:30.72] Call it public housing when you next door to the killers\n[00:33.49] On them corners it gets better as you go\n[00:36.07] Grind that motherfucker 'till it's yellow brick road\n[00:38.99] Free as a bird, spoken word in my verse\n[00:41.34] On my knees praying, niggas shooting in the church\n[00:44.14] Wake up out my sleep in another cold sweat\n[00:46.89] I lived on Billboard, where the fuck to go next?\n[00:49.59] Go against the odds, youngin' go and get a job\n[00:52.33] Another country boy they want back on the farm\n[00:55.00] So far from my goals but I'm close to my kids\n[00:57.80] Thug Cry for Mac Dre throwing up the Thizz\n[01:00.00] I just wanna be the one\n[01:01.78] I just wanna be the one you love\n[01:04.58] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[01:08.34] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[01:12.01] I'mma show you tonight\n[01:14.73] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[01:18.30] Take you past the sky\n[01:19.95] (I just wanna) Well let me light one for my problems\n[01:24.98] Smoking on that loud, pumping up that volume\n[01:27.45] Get it cracking like an eggshell in this motherfucker make omelettes\n[01:30.19] Get a bad bitch and post up like comments\n[01:32.62] They don't know what I been through, don't know what I'm going through\n[01:35.10] As long as I get through that's what I look forward to\n[01:37.75] Richer than a bitch but still I can't afford to\n[01:40.30] Let these niggas play with me, need to be remorseful\n[01:43.00] I swear I got that silencer on that Mac 9 and I kill these niggas with silence\n[01:46.47] My head stay in the clouds, I really feel like a giant\n[01:49.08] Can't trust none of these niggas, I murk one of these niggas\n[01:51.73] Then bury one of these niggas, still got dirt under my fingers, that\n[01:54.37] Ain't a threat that's fact cause they coming at my neck\n[01:57.52] Like the best a man can get\n[01:59.34] To make a long story short, I need a shoulder cause the devil on one\n[02:02.92] The other one, I'm looking over, Tunechi\n[02:05.30] I just wanna be the one\n[02:06.61] I just wanna be the one you love\n[02:09.38] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[02:13.92] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[02:17.28] I'mma show you tonight\n[02:19.69] That I'mma put it on you baby\n[02:22.91] Take you past the sky\n[02:25.65] (I just wanna) Niggas hating like it's Salt Lake City\n[02:29.78] No tints on that pretty ass Bentley\n[02:32.49] Want you to know that them comments don't offend me\n[02:35.27] Cause your baby mama so friendly\n[02:37.94] I proceed with the plan, weed in my hand\n[02:40.48] Ciroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan\n[02:43.39] Money over bitch, first nigga with a Wraith\n[02:45.88] Double M, we handle business\n[02:47.31] 'Cause them niggas getting raped\n[02:48.55] Go get the yellow tape, it's well orchestrated\n[02:51.19] 200 acres estates, a young nigga made it\n[02:53.97] Came from the hood, ain't nothing changed\n[02:56.71] Still lemon pepper on my motherfucking wings\n[02:59.13] I just wanna be the one\n[03:00.97] I just wanna be the one you love\n[03:03.36] I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\n[03:07.95] I just wanna, I just wanna fly\n[03:11.18] I'mma show 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