[{"id":38740237,"name":"Tyler The Creator - Tomorrow (Trayze Remix)","trackName":"Tyler The Creator - Tomorrow (Trayze Remix)","artistName":"Trayze","albumName":"Tyler The Creator - Tomorrow","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it up\nI'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (give it, give it up)\nWe need a little Ty Ty walkin' around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie booty runnin' around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing\n\nBut don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me, I'll be finе (don't, don't)\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow\nCan't worry 'bout tomorrow, ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n\nYеah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew is a memory\nWho is that? You get too attached to hear it\nFear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\nNow, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin'\n\nYeah my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (two)\nMy homegirl a knot-tier, she like thirty two (two)\nThey sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits man\nMhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\nMhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.57] Give it up\n[00:06.55] I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n[00:11.06] Just one, please, all I need is one (give it, give it up)\n[00:14.82] We need a little Ty Ty walkin' around here, okay?\n[00:17.19] We need a little dookie booty runnin' around here, okay?\n[00:20.24] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.15] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:29.24] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.68] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.33] Because time is changing\n[00:39.62] But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.34] But don't you wait on me, I'll be finе (don't, don't)\n[00:50.10] Don't you wait for me\n[00:51.98] 'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n[01:02.67] Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n[01:05.42] Worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:07.03] Can't worry 'bout tomorrow, ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n[01:12.82] Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n[01:19.01] Yеah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't the energy\n[01:22.39] That version of T that you knew is a memory\n[01:24.81] Who is that? You get too attached to hear it\n[01:27.43] Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.97] Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n[01:31.95] I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.42] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.82] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin'\n[01:39.48] Yeah my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (two)\n[01:42.89] My homegirl a knot-tier, she like thirty two (two)\n[01:45.20] They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n[01:47.43] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits man\n[01:50.16] Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.66] Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.19] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.42] And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[02:00.08] Don't you wait on me I'll be fine\n[02:04.88] Don't you wait on me I'll be fine\n[02:09.66] Don't you wait for me\n[02:12.03] 'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n[02:20.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tyler The Creator - Tomorrow (Trayze Remix)\n  artist: Trayze\n  album: Tyler The Creator - Tomorrow\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Give it up\n  start_ms: 4570\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 11060\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (give it, give it up)\n  start_ms: 11060\n  end_ms: 14820\n- text: We need a little Ty Ty walkin' around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14820\n  end_ms: 17190\n- text: We need a little dookie booty runnin' around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 17190\n  end_ms: 20240\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20240\n  end_ms: 25150\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 25150\n  end_ms: 29240\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29240\n  end_ms: 31680\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31680\n  end_ms: 34330\n- text: Because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34330\n  end_ms: 39620\n- text: But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39620\n  end_ms: 44340\n- text: But don't you wait on me, I'll be finе (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 44340\n  end_ms: 50100\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 50100\n  end_ms: 51980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right, don''t, uh (don''t)'\n  start_ms: 51980\n  end_ms: 62670\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 62670\n  end_ms: 65420\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 65420\n  end_ms: 67030\n- text: Can't worry 'bout tomorrow, ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 67030\n  end_ms: 72820\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 72820\n  end_ms: 79010\n- text: Yеah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 79010\n  end_ms: 82390\n- text: That version of T that you knew is a memory\n  start_ms: 82390\n  end_ms: 84810\n- text: Who is that? You get too attached to hear it\n  start_ms: 84810\n  end_ms: 87430\n- text: Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n  start_ms: 87430\n  end_ms: 89970\n- text: Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n  start_ms: 89970\n  end_ms: 91950\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n  start_ms: 91950\n  end_ms: 94420\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94420\n  end_ms: 96820\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin'\n  start_ms: 96820\n  end_ms: 99480\n- text: Yeah my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (two)\n  start_ms: 99480\n  end_ms: 102890\n- text: My homegirl a knot-tier, she like thirty two (two)\n  start_ms: 102890\n  end_ms: 105200\n- text: They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 105200\n  end_ms: 107430\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits man\n  start_ms: 107430\n  end_ms: 110160\n- text: Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n  start_ms: 110160\n  end_ms: 112660\n- text: Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n  start_ms: 112660\n  end_ms: 115190\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115190\n  end_ms: 117420\n- text: And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117420\n  end_ms: 120080\n- text: Don't you wait on me I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 120080\n  end_ms: 124880\n- text: Don't you wait on me I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124880\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 132030\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right, don''t, uh (don''t)'\n  start_ms: 132030\n  end_ms: 140110\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140110\nplain: |-\n  Give it up\n  I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (give it, give it up)\n  We need a little Ty Ty walkin' around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie booty runnin' around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing\n\n  But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me, I'll be finе (don't, don't)\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can't worry 'bout tomorrow, ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n\n  Yеah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew is a memory\n  Who is that? You get too attached to hear it\n  Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n  Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin'\n\n  Yeah my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (two)\n  My homegirl a knot-tier, she like thirty two (two)\n  They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits man\n  Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n  Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n"},{"id":13870853,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"Tyler, The Creator","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing (Ooh)\n\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: Tyler, The Creator\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  start_ms: 84610\n  end_ms: 87410\n- text: Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  start_ms: 87410\n  end_ms: 89650\n- text: Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  start_ms: 89650\n  end_ms: 91770\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  start_ms: 91770\n  end_ms: 94220\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94220\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 99540\n- text: Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  start_ms: 99540\n  end_ms: 102520\n- text: My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  start_ms: 102520\n  end_ms: 104980\n- text: They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104980\n  end_ms: 107120\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 107120\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112340\n- text: Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  start_ms: 112340\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 117350\n- text: And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117350\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 124840\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124840\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 131980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 131980\n  end_ms: 139290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139290\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing (Ooh)\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":14087719,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator - Topic","albumName":"Tyler, The Creator - Topic","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing\n\nBut don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\nBut don't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\nFear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n\nNow, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n\nMy brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\nMy homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\nThey sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\nMhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\nMhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.66] (Give it up)\n[00:06.48] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n[00:11.17] Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n[00:14.42] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.83] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:20.27] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.26] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:29.14] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.66] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.11] Because time is changing\n[00:39.67] But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.68] But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n[00:49.66] But don't you wait for me\n[00:52.15] 'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n[01:02.83] Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n[01:04.85] Worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:07.00] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n[01:12.78] Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n[01:18.94] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:22.39] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.73] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\n[01:27.28] Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.71] Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n[01:31.96] I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.35] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.86] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n[01:39.92] My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\n[01:42.75] My homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\n[01:44.93] They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n[01:47.32] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\n[01:49.94] Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.40] Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.00] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.31] And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.82] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.93] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:12.19] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator - Topic\n  album: Tyler, The Creator - Topic\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4660\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 11170\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n  start_ms: 11170\n  end_ms: 14420\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14420\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 20270\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20270\n  end_ms: 25260\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 25260\n  end_ms: 29140\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29140\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34110\n- text: Because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34110\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 44680\n- text: But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 44680\n  end_ms: 49660\n- text: But don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 49660\n  end_ms: 52150\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right, don''t, uh (don''t)'\n  start_ms: 52150\n  end_ms: 62830\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 62830\n  end_ms: 64850\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 64850\n  end_ms: 67000\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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You niggas get too attached to hear it\n  Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n\n  Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n\n  My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\n  My homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\n  They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\n  Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n  Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":18033525,"name":"Tyler - Tomorrow","trackName":"Tyler - Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler The Creator","albumName":"Chromakopia","duration":182.326417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\n-, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (Give it-, give it up)\nWe need a little Ty-Ty walkin' around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie booty runnin' around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing\n\nBut don't you wait on me (Don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me, I'll be finе (Don't, don't)\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (Don't)\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Don't, don't)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow\nCan't worry 'bout tomorrow, ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow)\n\nYеah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew is a memory\nWho is that? You - get too attached to hear it\nFear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\nNow, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\nMy brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number two)\nMy homegirl a knot-tier, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Man)\nMhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\nMhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me (Don't you wait on me), I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me (Don't you wait on me), I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (Don't)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tyler - Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler The Creator\n  album: Chromakopia\n  duration_ms: 182326\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  -, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it-, give it up)\n  We need a little Ty-Ty walkin' around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie booty runnin' around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me, I'll be finе (Don't, don't)\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (Don't)\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Don't, don't)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can't worry 'bout tomorrow, ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow)\n\n  Yеah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew is a memory\n  Who is that? You - get too attached to hear it\n  Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n  Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n  My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number two)\n  My homegirl a knot-tier, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Man)\n  Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n  Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me (Don't you wait on me), I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me (Don't you wait on me), I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (Don't)\n"},{"id":16559286,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator;Tyler","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"my mother's hands don't look the same\nthese jet black strands are turning grey\ni'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\nthe thought of children it brings me stress\nbecause time is changing\nbut don't you wait on me i'll be fine\ndon't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\ni can't worry bout tomorrow\nwhat's gotten into me?\nnah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\nwho is that? you niggas get too attached\nto hear it fear it face clear few wrinkles on my spirit\nnow cousin, this ain't no tubbing\ni don't like cages i'd rather be flooded\nthaw this shit out i pop out with that oven\ntell that new version of me that i'm coming\nmy brodie had another baby that's like number 2\nmy home girl a knot tier she like 32\nthey sharing pictures of these moments shit is really cute\nand all i got is photos of my rarri and some silly suits\nwill i flip the switch and finally settle down?\nor go the other way and keep my panties down?\ni'm too paranoid so ima air it out\nand any pressure that you're putting on me ima tear it down","syncedLyrics":"[00:20.33] my mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.23] these jet black strands are turning grey\n[00:29.28] i'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\n[00:31.67] the thought of children it brings me stress\n[00:34.16] because time is changing\n[00:39.59] but don't you wait on me i'll be fine\n[00:45.14] \n[00:49.93] don't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\n[01:02.77] i can't worry bout tomorrow\n[01:10.49] \n[01:19.96] what's gotten into me?\n[01:21.15] nah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\n[01:24.73] who is that? you niggas get too attached\n[01:26.65] to hear it fear it face clear few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.74] now cousin, this ain't no tubbing\n[01:31.80] i don't like cages i'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.46] thaw this shit out i pop out with that oven\n[01:36.97] tell that new version of me that i'm coming\n[01:40.11] my brodie had another baby that's like number 2\n[01:42.68] my home girl a knot tier she like 32\n[01:45.15] they sharing pictures of these moments shit is really cute\n[01:47.41] and all i got is photos of my rarri and some silly suits\n[01:50.63] will i flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.81] or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.67] i'm too paranoid so ima air it out\n[01:57.29] and any pressure that you're putting on me ima tear it down\n[01:58.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator;Tyler\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: my mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20330\n  end_ms: 25230\n- text: these jet black strands are turning grey\n  start_ms: 25230\n  end_ms: 29280\n- text: i'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29280\n  end_ms: 31670\n- text: the thought of children it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31670\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 39590\n- text: but don't you wait on me i'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39590\n  end_ms: 45140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 45140\n  end_ms: 49930\n- text: don't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\n  start_ms: 49930\n  end_ms: 62770\n- text: i can't worry bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62770\n  end_ms: 70490\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 70490\n  end_ms: 79960\n- text: what's gotten into me?\n  start_ms: 79960\n  end_ms: 81150\n- text: nah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\n  start_ms: 81150\n  end_ms: 84730\n- text: who is that? you niggas get too attached\n  start_ms: 84730\n  end_ms: 86650\n- text: to hear it fear it face clear few wrinkles on my spirit\n  start_ms: 86650\n  end_ms: 89740\n- text: now cousin, this ain't no tubbing\n  start_ms: 89740\n  end_ms: 91800\n- text: i don't like cages i'd rather be flooded\n  start_ms: 91800\n  end_ms: 94460\n- text: thaw this shit out i pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94460\n  end_ms: 96970\n- text: tell that new version of me that i'm coming\n  start_ms: 96970\n  end_ms: 100110\n- text: my brodie had another baby that's like number 2\n  start_ms: 100110\n  end_ms: 102680\n- text: my home girl a knot tier she like 32\n  start_ms: 102680\n  end_ms: 105150\n- text: they sharing pictures of these moments shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 105150\n  end_ms: 107410\n- text: and all i got is photos of my rarri and some silly suits\n  start_ms: 107410\n  end_ms: 110630\n- text: will i flip the switch and finally settle down?\n  start_ms: 110630\n  end_ms: 112810\n- text: or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n  start_ms: 112810\n  end_ms: 115670\n- text: i'm too paranoid so ima air it out\n  start_ms: 115670\n  end_ms: 117290\n- text: and any pressure that you're putting on me ima tear it down\n  start_ms: 117290\n  end_ms: 118580\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 118580\nplain: |-\n  my mother's hands don't look the same\n  these jet black strands are turning grey\n  i'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\n  the thought of children it brings me stress\n  because time is changing\n  but don't you wait on me i'll be fine\n  don't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\n  i can't worry bout tomorrow\n  what's gotten into me?\n  nah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\n  who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: Billboard Hot 60 Singles Chart (November-2024)\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  start_ms: 84610\n  end_ms: 87410\n- text: Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  start_ms: 87410\n  end_ms: 89650\n- text: Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  start_ms: 89650\n  end_ms: 91770\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  start_ms: 91770\n  end_ms: 94220\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94220\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 99540\n- text: Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  start_ms: 99540\n  end_ms: 102520\n- text: My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  start_ms: 102520\n  end_ms: 104980\n- text: They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104980\n  end_ms: 107120\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 107120\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112340\n- text: Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  start_ms: 112340\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 117350\n- text: And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117350\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 124840\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124840\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 131980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 131980\n  end_ms: 139290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139290\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing (Ooh)\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA (Official Streaming)\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":31132074,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA (VERSION 1)","duration":183.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing (Ooh)\n\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA (VERSION 1)\n  duration_ms: 183000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":18449910,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA (Test Pressing)","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"my mother's hands don't look the same\nthese jet black strands are turning grey\ni'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\nthe thought of children it brings me stress\nbecause time is changing\nbut don't you wait on me i'll be fine\ndon't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\ni can't worry bout tomorrow\nwhat's gotten into me?\nnah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\nwho is that? 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you niggas get too attached\n[01:26.63] to hear it fear it face clear few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.78] now cousin, this ain't no tubbing\n[01:31.81] i don't like cages i'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.46] thaw this shit out i pop out with that oven\n[01:36.95] tell that new version of me that i'm coming\n[01:40.16] my brodie had another baby that's like number 2\n[01:42.62] my home girl a knot tier she like 32\n[01:45.15] they sharing pictures of these moments shit is really cute\n[01:47.43] and all i got is photos of my rarri and some silly suits\n[01:50.62] will i flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.84] or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.60] i'm too paranoid so ima air it out\n[01:57.20] and any pressure that you're putting on me ima tear it down\n[01:58.49] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA (Test Pressing)\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: my mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20320\n  end_ms: 25260\n- text: these jet black strands are turning grey\n  start_ms: 25260\n  end_ms: 29280\n- text: i'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29280\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: the thought of children it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 39530\n- text: but don't you wait on me i'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39530\n  end_ms: 45080\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 45080\n  end_ms: 49940\n- text: don't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\n  start_ms: 49940\n  end_ms: 62700\n- text: i can't worry bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62700\n  end_ms: 70420\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 70420\n  end_ms: 79980\n- text: what's gotten into me?\n  start_ms: 79980\n  end_ms: 81140\n- text: nah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\n  start_ms: 81140\n  end_ms: 84790\n- text: who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\nFear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n\nNow, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n\nMy brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\nMy homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\nThey sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\nMhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\nMhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.66] (Give it up)\n[00:06.48] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n[00:11.17] Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n[00:14.42] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.83] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:20.27] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.26] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:29.14] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.66] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.11] Because time is changing\n[00:39.67] But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.68] But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n[00:49.66] But don't you wait for me\n[00:52.15] 'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n[01:02.83] Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n[01:04.85] Worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:07.00] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n[01:12.78] Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n[01:18.94] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:22.39] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.73] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\n[01:27.28] Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.71] Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n[01:31.96] I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.35] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.86] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n[01:39.92] My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\n[01:42.75] My homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\n[01:44.93] They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n[01:47.32] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\n[01:49.94] Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.40] Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.00] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.31] And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.82] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.93] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:12.19] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA (2024)\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4660\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 11170\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n  start_ms: 11170\n  end_ms: 14420\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14420\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 20270\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20270\n  end_ms: 25260\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 25260\n  end_ms: 29140\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29140\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34110\n- text: Because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34110\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 44680\n- text: But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 44680\n  end_ms: 49660\n- text: But don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 49660\n  end_ms: 52150\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right, don''t, uh (don''t)'\n  start_ms: 52150\n  end_ms: 62830\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 62830\n  end_ms: 64850\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 64850\n  end_ms: 67000\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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you niggas get too attached\n[01:26.86] to hear it fear it face clear few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.76] now cousin, this ain't no tubbing\n[01:31.84] i don't like cages i'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.31] thaw this shit out i pop out with that oven\n[01:36.87] tell that new version of me that i'm coming\n[01:40.11] my brodie had another baby that's like number 2\n[01:42.62] my home girl a knot tier she like 32\n[01:45.04] they sharing pictures of these moments shit is really cute\n[01:47.44] and all i got is photos of my rarri and some silly suits\n[01:50.61] will i flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.85] or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.58] i'm too paranoid so ima air it out\n[01:57.23] and any pressure that you're putting on me ima tear it down\n[02:00.16] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: 3:03\n  duration_ms: 182320\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: my mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20390\n  end_ms: 25230\n- text: these jet black strands are turning grey\n  start_ms: 25230\n  end_ms: 29220\n- text: i'm gaining weight i'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29220\n  end_ms: 31670\n- text: the thought of children it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31670\n  end_ms: 34200\n- text: because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34200\n  end_ms: 39500\n- text: but don't you wait on me i'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39500\n  end_ms: 49910\n- text: don't you wait for me cause time got nothing right\n  start_ms: 49910\n  end_ms: 62720\n- text: i can't worry bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62720\n  end_ms: 79920\n- text: what's gotten into me?\n  start_ms: 79920\n  end_ms: 81100\n- text: nah that ain't the energy that version of t that you knew is a memory\n  start_ms: 81100\n  end_ms: 84790\n- text: who is that? 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You niggas get too attached to hear it\nFear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n\nNow, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n\nMy brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\nMy homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\nThey sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\nMhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\nMhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.66] (Give it up)\n[00:06.48] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n[00:11.17] Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n[00:14.42] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.83] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:20.27] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.26] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:29.14] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.66] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.11] Because time is changing\n[00:39.67] But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.68] But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n[00:49.66] But don't you wait for me\n[00:52.15] 'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n[01:02.83] Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n[01:04.85] Worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:07.00] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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You niggas get too attached to hear it\n[01:27.28] Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.71] Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n[01:31.96] I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.35] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.86] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n[01:39.92] My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\n[01:42.75] My homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\n[01:44.93] They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n[01:47.32] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\n[01:49.94] Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.40] Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.00] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.31] And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.82] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.93] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:12.19] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: 'null'\n  duration_ms: 183000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4660\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 11170\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n  start_ms: 11170\n  end_ms: 14420\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14420\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 20270\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20270\n  end_ms: 25260\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 25260\n  end_ms: 29140\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29140\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34110\n- text: Because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34110\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 44680\n- text: But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 44680\n  end_ms: 49660\n- text: But don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 49660\n  end_ms: 52150\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right, don''t, uh (don''t)'\n  start_ms: 52150\n  end_ms: 62830\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 62830\n  end_ms: 64850\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 64850\n  end_ms: 67000\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (no cap)\n\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like 32\n\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right for me","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.64] (Give it up)\n[00:06.48] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n[00:11.10] Just one, please, all I need is one (give it— give it up)\n[00:14.48] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.88] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:20.25] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.24] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:29.19] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.64] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.11] Because time is changing (ooh)\n[00:39.69] But don't you wait on me (ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.62] But don't you wait for me (ooh, don't)\n[00:52.12] 'Cause time got nothing right (ooh), don't (don't), uh\n[01:02.84] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:07.09] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n[01:12.74] Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.99] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:22.34] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.74] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.79] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (no cap)\n[01:29.79] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.95] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.34] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.81] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.73] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two\n[01:42.76] My homegirl and I tired, she like 32\n[01:44.95] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.35] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (yeah)\n[01:49.90] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.46] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.00] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.39] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.86] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.98] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.97] Don't you wait for me\n[02:12.12] 'Cause time got nothing right for me\n[02:19.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler， The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4640\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 11100\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (give it— give it up)\n  start_ms: 11100\n  end_ms: 14480\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14480\n  end_ms: 16880\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16880\n  end_ms: 20250\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20250\n  end_ms: 25240\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 25240\n  end_ms: 29190\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29190\n  end_ms: 31640\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31640\n  end_ms: 34110\n- text: Because time is changing (ooh)\n  start_ms: 34110\n  end_ms: 39690\n- text: But don't you wait on me (ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39690\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49620\n- text: But don't you wait for me (ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49620\n  end_ms: 52120\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (ooh), don''t (don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 52120\n  end_ms: 62840\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62840\n  end_ms: 67090\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (no cap)\n\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like 32\n\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right for me\n"},{"id":14200126,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing\n\nBut don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\nBut don't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\nFear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n\nNow, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n\nMy brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\nMy homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\nThey sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\nMhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\nMhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.66] (Give it up)\n[00:06.48] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n[00:11.17] Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n[00:14.42] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.83] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:20.27] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:25.26] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:29.14] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.66] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.11] Because time is changing\n[00:39.67] But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.68] But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n[00:49.66] But don't you wait for me\n[00:52.15] 'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n[01:02.83] Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n[01:04.85] Worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:07.00] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n[01:12.78] Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n[01:18.94] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:22.39] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.73] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\n[01:27.28] Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n[01:29.71] Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n[01:31.96] I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n[01:34.35] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.86] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n[01:39.92] My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\n[01:42.75] My homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\n[01:44.93] They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n[01:47.32] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\n[01:49.94] Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n[01:52.40] Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n[01:55.00] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.31] And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.82] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.93] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:12.19] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4660\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 11170\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n  start_ms: 11170\n  end_ms: 14420\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14420\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 20270\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 20270\n  end_ms: 25260\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 25260\n  end_ms: 29140\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 29140\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34110\n- text: Because time is changing\n  start_ms: 34110\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 44680\n- text: But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 44680\n  end_ms: 49660\n- text: But don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 49660\n  end_ms: 52150\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right, don''t, uh (don''t)'\n  start_ms: 52150\n  end_ms: 62830\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  start_ms: 62830\n  end_ms: 64850\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 64850\n  end_ms: 67000\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 67000\n  end_ms: 72780\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 72780\n  end_ms: 78940\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78940\n  end_ms: 82390\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 82390\n  end_ms: 84730\n- text: Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it\n  start_ms: 84730\n  end_ms: 87280\n- text: Fear it, face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit\n  start_ms: 87280\n  end_ms: 89710\n- text: Now, cousin, this ain't no tubbin'\n  start_ms: 89710\n  end_ms: 91960\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be flooded\n  start_ms: 91960\n  end_ms: 94350\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94350\n  end_ms: 96860\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin', yeah\n  start_ms: 96860\n  end_ms: 99920\n- text: My brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)\n  start_ms: 99920\n  end_ms: 102750\n- text: My homegirl, her knot tied, she like 32 (32)\n  start_ms: 102750\n  end_ms: 104930\n- text: They sharin' pictures of these moments, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104930\n  end_ms: 107320\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (man)\n  start_ms: 107320\n  end_ms: 109940\n- text: Mhm, will I flip the switch and finally settle down?\n  start_ms: 109940\n  end_ms: 112400\n- text: Mhm, or go the other way and keep my panties down?\n  start_ms: 112400\n  end_ms: 115000\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115000\n  end_ms: 117310\n- text: And any pressure that you puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117310\n  end_ms: 119820\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119820\n  end_ms: 124930\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124930\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 132190\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 132190\n  end_ms: 139980\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139980\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (give it-give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing\n\n  But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine (don't, don't)\n  But don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right, don't, uh (don't)\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: Local\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":36280792,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA","duration":137.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing (Ooh)\n\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA\n  duration_ms: 137000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  start_ms: 84610\n  end_ms: 87410\n- text: Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  start_ms: 87410\n  end_ms: 89650\n- text: Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  start_ms: 89650\n  end_ms: 91770\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  start_ms: 91770\n  end_ms: 94220\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94220\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 99540\n- text: Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  start_ms: 99540\n  end_ms: 102520\n- text: My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  start_ms: 102520\n  end_ms: 104980\n- text: They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104980\n  end_ms: 107120\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 107120\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112340\n- text: Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  start_ms: 112340\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 117350\n- text: And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117350\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 124840\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124840\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 131980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 131980\n  end_ms: 139290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139290\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing (Ooh)\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: Chromakopia\n  duration_ms: 178000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  start_ms: 84610\n  end_ms: 87410\n- text: Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  start_ms: 87410\n  end_ms: 89650\n- text: Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  start_ms: 89650\n  end_ms: 91770\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  start_ms: 91770\n  end_ms: 94220\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94220\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 99540\n- text: Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  start_ms: 99540\n  end_ms: 102520\n- text: My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  start_ms: 102520\n  end_ms: 104980\n- text: They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104980\n  end_ms: 107120\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 107120\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112340\n- text: Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  start_ms: 112340\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 117350\n- text: And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117350\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 124840\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124840\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 131980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 131980\n  end_ms: 139290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139290\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing (Ooh)\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":36550910,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA","duration":null,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing (Ooh)\n\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  start_ms: 84610\n  end_ms: 87410\n- text: Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  start_ms: 87410\n  end_ms: 89650\n- text: Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  start_ms: 89650\n  end_ms: 91770\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  start_ms: 91770\n  end_ms: 94220\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94220\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 99540\n- text: Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  start_ms: 99540\n  end_ms: 102520\n- text: My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  start_ms: 102520\n  end_ms: 104980\n- text: They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104980\n  end_ms: 107120\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 107120\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112340\n- text: Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  start_ms: 112340\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 117350\n- text: And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117350\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 124840\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124840\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 131980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 131980\n  end_ms: 139290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139290\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing (Ooh)\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, the Creator\n  album: CHORMAKOPIA\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? 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Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"},{"id":35773355,"name":"Tomorrow","trackName":"Tomorrow","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CHROMAKOPIA (Pressing)","duration":183.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Give it up)\nNigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\nJust one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\nWe need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\nWe need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\nMy mother's hands don't look the same\nThese jet black strands are turning gray\nI'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\nThe thought of children, it brings me stress\nBecause time is changing (Ooh)\n\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\nBut don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\nWorry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\nCan you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\nWorry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\nYeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\nThat version of T that you knew was a memory\nWho is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\nFace clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\nNow, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\nI don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\nThought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\nTell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\nYeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\nMy homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\nThey sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\nAnd all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\nMhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\nMhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\nUh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\nAnd any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait on me, I'll be fine\nDon't you wait for me\n'Cause time got nothing right","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.16] (Give it up)\n[00:06.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n[00:10.96] Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n[00:14.36] We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n[00:16.94] We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n[00:19.99] My mother's hands don't look the same\n[00:24.55] These jet black strands are turning gray\n[00:28.99] I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n[00:31.32] The thought of children, it brings me stress\n[00:34.04] Because time is changing (Ooh)\n[00:39.39] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n[00:44.65] But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n[00:49.54] But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n[00:51.94] 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n[01:02.39] Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n[01:06.75] Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n[01:12.55] Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n[01:18.88] Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n[01:21.93] That version of T that you knew was a memory\n[01:24.61] Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n[01:27.41] Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n[01:29.65] Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n[01:31.77] I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n[01:34.22] Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n[01:36.73] Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n[01:39.54] Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n[01:42.52] My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n[01:44.98] They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n[01:47.12] And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n[01:49.93] Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n[01:52.34] Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n[01:55.08] Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n[01:57.35] And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n[01:59.89] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:04.84] Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n[02:09.99] Don't you wait for me\n[02:11.98] 'Cause time got nothing right\n[02:19.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tomorrow\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: CHROMAKOPIA (Pressing)\n  duration_ms: 183000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 4160\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 10960\n- text: Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  start_ms: 10960\n  end_ms: 14360\n- text: We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 14360\n  end_ms: 16940\n- text: We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n  start_ms: 16940\n  end_ms: 19990\n- text: My mother's hands don't look the same\n  start_ms: 19990\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: These jet black strands are turning gray\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  start_ms: 28990\n  end_ms: 31320\n- text: The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  start_ms: 31320\n  end_ms: 34040\n- text: Because time is changing (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 34040\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 44650\n- text: But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 44650\n  end_ms: 49540\n- text: But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  start_ms: 49540\n  end_ms: 51940\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don''t (Don''t), uh'\n  start_ms: 51940\n  end_ms: 62390\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  start_ms: 62390\n  end_ms: 66750\n- text: Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  start_ms: 66750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 84610\n- text: Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  start_ms: 84610\n  end_ms: 87410\n- text: Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  start_ms: 87410\n  end_ms: 89650\n- text: Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  start_ms: 89650\n  end_ms: 91770\n- text: I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  start_ms: 91770\n  end_ms: 94220\n- text: Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  start_ms: 94220\n  end_ms: 96730\n- text: Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  start_ms: 96730\n  end_ms: 99540\n- text: Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  start_ms: 99540\n  end_ms: 102520\n- text: My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  start_ms: 102520\n  end_ms: 104980\n- text: They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  start_ms: 104980\n  end_ms: 107120\n- text: And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 107120\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112340\n- text: Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  start_ms: 112340\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 117350\n- text: And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n  start_ms: 117350\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 124840\n- text: Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  start_ms: 124840\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Don't you wait for me\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 131980\n- text: '''Cause time got nothing right'\n  start_ms: 131980\n  end_ms: 139290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139290\nplain: |-\n  (Give it up)\n  Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up)\n  Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up)\n  We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay?\n  We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?\n\n  My mother's hands don't look the same\n  These jet black strands are turning gray\n  I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest\n  The thought of children, it brings me stress\n  Because time is changing (Ooh)\n\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine\n  But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't)\n  'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh\n\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow\n  Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow)\n  Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh\n\n  Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy\n  That version of T that you knew was a memory\n  Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory\n  Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap)\n  Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin'\n  I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'\n  Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven\n  Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah)\n  Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two)\n  My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two)\n  They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute\n  And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah)\n  Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down\n  Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down\n  Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out\n  And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down\n\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine\n  Don't you wait for me\n  'Cause time got nothing right\n"}]