[{"id":38903404,"name":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lil Top","trackName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lil Top","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lil Top","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Khris James, what the fuck?\nGoddamn, VJ with another one\nLet's go\nAyy, turn me up, Big Zo\nWe finna step up, yeah\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\nI'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\nI'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\nI don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n\nI cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\nI just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\nUp, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\nNot even close with family\nWhy the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.73] Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:09.02] Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:13.47] Let's go\n[00:17.20] Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:21.30] We finna step up, yeah\n[00:22.71] (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:25.72] I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.42] I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.30] I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.09] I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.36] I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.07] Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.74] Not even close with family\n[00:43.21] Why the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n[00:45.07] Let's go\n[00:45.61] Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n[00:48.52] A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n[00:50.94] I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n[00:54.34] Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n[00:56.81] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[00:59.95] Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n[01:02.38] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[01:05.73] Just like that hoe, man\n[01:06.66] I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n[01:08.85] Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n[01:11.59] I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n[01:14.03] Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n[01:16.46] The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n[01:20.17] But who want smoke?\n[01:20.85] I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n[01:22.96] Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n[01:24.60] And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n[01:25.87] Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n[01:28.33] Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n[01:31.30] I pull up black, and I see trouble\n[01:33.27] Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n[01:34.35] I'm full of Xanax\n[01:35.32] All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n[01:37.10] I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n[01:39.85] Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n[01:41.81] Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n[01:42.87] The biggest boss, ride through the North\n[01:44.51] I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n[01:45.76] I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n[01:48.48] R.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.49] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.27] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.10] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.03] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.91] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.41] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.58] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.60] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.95] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.25] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.75] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.35] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.18] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.12] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.82] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.83] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.68] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.63] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.70] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.03] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.98] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.77] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.35] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.73] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.07] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.16] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lil Top\n  duration_ms: 187000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3730\n  end_ms: 9020\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9020\n  end_ms: 13470\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13470\n  end_ms: 17200\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17200\n  end_ms: 21300\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21300\n  end_ms: 22710\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22710\n  end_ms: 25720\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25720\n  end_ms: 28420\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28420\n  end_ms: 31300\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31300\n  end_ms: 34090\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34090\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39070\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39070\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43210\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.72] Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:07.03] \n[00:09.07] Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:13.42] Let's go\n[00:17.14] Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:21.34] We finna step up, yeah\n[00:22.73] (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:25.79] I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.49] I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.39] I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.06] I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.36] I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.04] Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.74] Not even close with family\n[00:43.24] Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Lil Top [Official Audio]\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n  duration_ms: 187000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.72] Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:07.03] \n[00:09.07] Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:13.42] Let's go\n[00:17.14] Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:21.34] We finna step up, yeah\n[00:22.73] (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:25.79] I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.49] I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.39] I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.06] I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.36] I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.04] Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.74] Not even close with family\n[00:43.24] Why the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n[00:45.02] Let's go\n[00:45.67] Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n[00:48.58] A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n[00:50.90] I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n[00:54.34] Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n[00:56.80] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[00:59.97] Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n[01:02.36] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[01:05.77] Just like that hoe, man\n[01:06.67] I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n[01:08.83] Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n[01:11.50] I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n[01:14.04] Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n[01:16.40] The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n[01:20.12] But who want smoke?\n[01:20.83] I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n[01:22.94] Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n[01:24.64] And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n[01:25.81] Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n[01:28.36] Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n[01:31.38] I pull up black, and I see trouble\n[01:33.26] Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n[01:34.39] I'm full of Xanax\n[01:35.37] All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n[01:37.15] I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n[01:39.88] Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n[01:41.84] Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n[01:42.82] The biggest boss, ride through the North\n[01:44.52] I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n[01:45.78] I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n[01:48.47] R.I.P. 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.08] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.32] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:53.92] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.13] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:00.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.93] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.60] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.53] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.64] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:15.18] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:17.08] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.46] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.40] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.23] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.37] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:31.17] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:34.05] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.94] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:39.15] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.75] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:41.81] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:44.26] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:46.88] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.32] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.59] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.66] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.12] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.74] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:03.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Songs\n  duration_ms: 191000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 2450\n  end_ms: 5750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 5750\n  end_ms: 9920\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9920\n  end_ms: 12270\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12270\n  end_ms: 15220\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 15220\n  end_ms: 18210\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 18210\n  end_ms: 20230\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 20230\n  end_ms: 23140\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 23140\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 28710\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28710\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34280\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34280\n  end_ms: 36430\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36430\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 41450\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41450\n  end_ms: 42900\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.29] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.12] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.98] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.45] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.53] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.63] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.98] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.25] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.75] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.37] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.81] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.84] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.66] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.62] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.72] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.03] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.01] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.97] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.33] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.43] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.78] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.05] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.19] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n  duration_ms: 186019\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3760\n  end_ms: 7070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7070\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13410\n  end_ms: 17190\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17190\n  end_ms: 21350\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21350\n  end_ms: 22710\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22710\n  end_ms: 25730\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25730\n  end_ms: 28410\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28410\n  end_ms: 31370\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31370\n  end_ms: 34090\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34090\n  end_ms: 36390\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36390\n  end_ms: 39100\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39100\n  end_ms: 41720\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41720\n  end_ms: 43230\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.45] Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:05.75] \n[00:09.92] Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:12.27] Let's go\n[00:15.22] Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:18.21] \n[00:20.23] We finna step up, yeah\n[00:23.14] (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:26.04] I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.71] I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.66] I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.28] I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.43] I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.67] Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.45] Not even close with family\n[00:42.90] Why the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n[00:44.93] Let's go\n[00:45.76] Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n[00:48.68] A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n[00:51.36] I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n[00:54.27] Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n[00:56.81] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[00:59.87] Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n[01:02.24] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[01:05.91] Just like that hoe, man\n[01:07.27] I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n[01:08.86] Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n[01:10.93] I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n[01:13.61] Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n[01:16.76] The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n[01:19.41] But who want smoke?\n[01:20.58] I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n[01:22.31] Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n[01:23.96] And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n[01:26.18] Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n[01:28.29] Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n[01:30.87] I pull up black, and I see trouble\n[01:32.41] Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n[01:34.04] I'm full of Xanax\n[01:34.81] All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n[01:36.71] I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n[01:39.69] Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n[01:41.40] Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n[01:42.86] The biggest boss, ride through the North\n[01:44.65] I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n[01:45.75] I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n[01:48.16] R.I.P. 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n[00:44.93] Let's go\n[00:45.76] Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n[00:48.68] A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n[00:51.36] I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n[00:54.27] Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n[00:56.81] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[00:59.87] Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n[01:02.24] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[01:05.91] Just like that hoe, man\n[01:07.27] I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n[01:08.86] Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n[01:10.93] I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n[01:13.61] Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n[01:16.76] The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n[01:19.41] But who want smoke?\n[01:20.58] I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n[01:22.31] Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n[01:23.96] And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n[01:26.18] Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n[01:28.29] Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n[01:30.87] I pull up black, and I see trouble\n[01:32.41] Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n[01:34.04] I'm full of Xanax\n[01:34.81] All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n[01:36.71] I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n[01:39.69] Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n[01:41.40] Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n[01:42.86] The biggest boss, ride through the North\n[01:44.65] I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n[01:45.75] I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n[01:48.16] R.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.08] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.32] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:53.92] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.13] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:00.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.93] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.60] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.53] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.64] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:15.18] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:17.08] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.46] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.40] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.23] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.37] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:31.17] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:34.05] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.94] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:39.15] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.75] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:41.81] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:44.26] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:46.88] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.32] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.59] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.66] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.12] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.74] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:03.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Lil Top\n  duration_ms: 190000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 2450\n  end_ms: 5750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 5750\n  end_ms: 9920\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9920\n  end_ms: 12270\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12270\n  end_ms: 15220\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 15220\n  end_ms: 18210\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 18210\n  end_ms: 20230\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 20230\n  end_ms: 23140\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 23140\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 28710\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28710\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34280\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34280\n  end_ms: 36430\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36430\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 41450\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41450\n  end_ms: 42900\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Lil Top\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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(Bah)\n  Nobody, nah, nobody, nah\n"},{"id":5424903,"name":"Lil Top","trackName":"Lil Top","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Still Flexin, Still Steppin","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Khris James, what the fuck?\nGoddamn, VJ with another one\nLet's go\nAyy, turn me up, Big Zo\nWe finna step up, yeah\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\nI'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\nI'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\nI don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n\nI cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\nI just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\nUp, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\nNot even close with family\nWhy the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.72] Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:07.03] \n[00:09.07] Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:13.42] Let's go\n[00:17.14] Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:21.34] We finna step up, yeah\n[00:22.73] (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:25.79] I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.49] I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.39] I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.06] I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.36] I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.04] Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.74] Not even close with family\n[00:43.24] Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Still Flexin, Still Steppin\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.08] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.32] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:53.92] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.13] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:00.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.93] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.60] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.53] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.64] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:15.18] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:17.08] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.46] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.40] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.23] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.37] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:31.17] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:34.05] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.94] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:39.15] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.75] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:41.81] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:44.26] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:46.88] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.32] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.59] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.66] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.12] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.74] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:03.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Still Flexin, Still Steppin\n  duration_ms: 191000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 2450\n  end_ms: 5750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 5750\n  end_ms: 9920\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9920\n  end_ms: 12270\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12270\n  end_ms: 15220\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 15220\n  end_ms: 18210\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 18210\n  end_ms: 20230\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 20230\n  end_ms: 23140\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 23140\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 28710\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28710\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34280\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34280\n  end_ms: 36430\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36430\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 41450\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41450\n  end_ms: 42900\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Unknown\n  duration_ms: 191000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.08] Came from the bottom\n[01:52.32] They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:53.92] (Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.13] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:00.09] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.93] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.60] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.53] Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.64] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:15.18] Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:17.08] One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.46] It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.40] Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.23] I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.37] I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:31.17] I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:34.05] Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.94] 4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:39.15] You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.75] Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:41.81] Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:44.26] Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:46.88] That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.32] Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.59] Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.66] I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.12] Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.74] I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:03.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YB Vault\n  duration_ms: 190000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 2450\n  end_ms: 5750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 5750\n  end_ms: 9920\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9920\n  end_ms: 12270\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 12270\n  end_ms: 15220\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 15220\n  end_ms: 18210\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 18210\n  end_ms: 20230\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 20230\n  end_ms: 23140\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 23140\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 28710\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28710\n  end_ms: 31660\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31660\n  end_ms: 34280\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34280\n  end_ms: 36430\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36430\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 41450\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41450\n  end_ms: 42900\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n  Let's go\n\n  Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n  A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n  I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n  Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\n  Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n  Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n  I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n  Just like that hoe, man\n  I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\n  Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n  I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n  Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n  The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\n  But who want smoke?\n  I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n  Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n  And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n  Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n  Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\n  I pull up black, and I see trouble\n  Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n  I'm full of Xanax\n  All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n  I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n  Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n  Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\n  The biggest boss, ride through the North\n  I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n  I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n  R.I.P. 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.72]Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:07.03]\n[00:09.07]Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:13.42]Let's go\n[00:17.14]Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:21.34]We finna step up, yeah\n[00:22.73](Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:25.79]I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.49]I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.39]I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.06]I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.36]I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.04]Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.74]Not even close with family\n[00:43.24]Why the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n[00:45.02]Let's go\n[00:45.67]Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n[00:48.58]A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n[00:50.90]I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n[00:54.34]Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n[00:56.80]Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[00:59.97]Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n[01:02.36]I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[01:05.77]Just like that hoe, man\n[01:06.67]I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n[01:08.83]Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n[01:11.50]I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n[01:14.04]Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n[01:16.40]The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n[01:20.12]But who want smoke?\n[01:20.83]I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n[01:22.94]Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n[01:24.64]And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n[01:25.81]Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n[01:28.36]Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n[01:31.38]I pull up black, and I see trouble\n[01:33.26]Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n[01:34.39]I'm full of Xanax\n[01:35.37]All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n[01:37.15]I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n[01:39.88]Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n[01:41.84]Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n[01:42.82]The biggest boss, ride through the North\n[01:44.52]I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n[01:45.78]I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n[01:48.47]R.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44]Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26]They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15](Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04]Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90]Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46]That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51]Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67]Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93]I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28]Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71]One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34]It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12]Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11]I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86]I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86]I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65]Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61]4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77]You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02]Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09]Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93]Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72]That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37]Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49]Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70]I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01]Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12]I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Still Flexin, Still Steppin\n  duration_ms: 169000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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(Tell me that, lil' nigga)\nLet's go\n\nFuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\nA million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\nI'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\nBitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n\nLost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\nI spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\nStraight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\nThe realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n\nBut who want smoke?\nI drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\nWhip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\nAnd some benjis, broke ass nigga\nFuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\nLet's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n\nI pull up black, and I see trouble\nCock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\nI'm full of Xanax\nAll my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\nI'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\nGot all my pockets filled with hundreds\nDoin' the murder man (Let's go)\n\nThe biggest boss, ride through the North\nI keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\nI don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\nR.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\nCame from the bottom\nThey don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n\n(Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n\nOne, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\nIt's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\nDo it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\nI don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n\nI say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\nI just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\nGet out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\nYou think I'm worried (Yeah)\n\nLil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\nMmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nMmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\nThat Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n\nPistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\nJust send my million through an invoice\nI spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\nJust like that hoe, man\nI can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.72]Khris James, what the fuck?\n[00:07.03]\n[00:09.07]Goddamn, VJ with another one\n[00:13.42]Let's go\n[00:17.14]Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n[00:21.34]We finna step up, yeah\n[00:22.73](Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n[00:25.79]I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:28.49]I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n[00:31.39]I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n[00:34.06]I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n[00:36.36]I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n[00:39.04]Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n[00:41.74]Not even close with family\n[00:43.24]Why the fuck would I want friends? (Tell me that, lil' nigga)\n[00:45.02]Let's go\n[00:45.67]Fuck the ones who talkin', bitch, I'm lit, alright (Alright)\n[00:48.58]A million dollars worth of cars, no lease, no rent\n[00:50.90]I'm only twenty, can't nobody tell me shit, I'm slime (I'm slime)\n[00:54.34]Bitch cross the line, I lose my mind, I bust that iron, look\n[00:56.80]Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[00:59.97]Just send my million through an invoice (Let's go, let's go)\n[01:02.36]I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[01:05.77]Just like that hoe, man\n[01:06.67]I can't keep nothin' (Can't keep a hoe), let's go\n[01:08.83]Lost my brothers, I ain't friendly, nigga (Friendly, nigga)\n[01:11.50]I spent two-fifty on my Bentley (Oh)\n[01:14.04]Straight up out the mud, we from the trenches, nigga\n[01:16.40]The realest ones had the hardest way of livin' (Talk to 'em)\n[01:20.12]But who want smoke?\n[01:20.83]I drop them bags, I'm quick to send it, pussy nigga\n[01:22.94]Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats\n[01:24.64]And some benjis, broke ass nigga\n[01:25.81]Fuck their opinion, it don't help out how I'm livin' (Yeah)\n[01:28.36]Let's fight with millions, fuck whoever think I'm trippin', and yeah\n[01:31.38]I pull up black, and I see trouble\n[01:33.26]Cock one in it, yeah (I cock one in it)\n[01:34.39]I'm full of Xanax\n[01:35.37]All my brothers rollin' with me, yeah (They rollin' with me)\n[01:37.15]I'm up and focused, probably blow if you come near me playin'\n[01:39.88]Got all my pockets filled with hundreds\n[01:41.84]Doin' the murder man (Let's go)\n[01:42.82]The biggest boss, ride through the North\n[01:44.52]I keep my gun in hand (Gun in hand)\n[01:45.78]I don't wanna talk, I let it off while all these diamonds dance\n[01:48.47]R.I.P. Dump, everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them\n[01:51.44]Came from the bottom\n[01:52.26]They don't even know, this money got 'em starin' (Let's go)\n[01:54.15](Mmh, that Lil Top) Yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[01:57.04]Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[01:59.90]Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:02.46]That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:05.51]Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:08.67]Just send my million through an invoice (In through an invoice)\n[02:10.93]I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[02:14.28]Just like that hoe, man, I can't keep nothin'\n[02:16.71]One, two, three million, I bet it, placed a bet, I set it\n[02:19.34]It's way too hot, clear out the block, spin on your shit and wet it\n[02:22.12]Do it and stop, Prada'd up, bitch, we flexin' while we steppin'\n[02:25.11]I don't want to talk about that shit, this money my confession\n[02:27.86]I say this new Bentley a go-kart, drive this bitch like Kirby\n[02:30.86]I just threw one of them thangs back, I came through, I was swervin'\n[02:33.65]Get out of line, we smush your brains back, that murder shit be urgent\n[02:36.61]4KTrey, we put this bitch straight to your face\n[02:38.77]You think I'm worried (Yeah)\n[02:40.02]Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top now\n[02:43.09]Mmh, that Lil Top, yeah, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:45.93]Mmh, that Lil Top, heard that, mmh, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:48.72]That Lil Top, uh, hmm, that Lil Top, yeah\n[02:51.37]Pistol totin' while swervin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah\n[02:54.49]Just send my million through an invoice\n[02:56.70]I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once, yeah\n[03:00.01]Just like that hoe, man\n[03:01.12]I can't keep nothin' (Goddamn, VJ on another one)\n[03:02.64]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lil Top\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Unknown Album\n  duration_ms: 191000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Khris James, what the fuck?\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: Goddamn, VJ with another one\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 13420\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 13420\n  end_ms: 17140\n- text: Ayy, turn me up, Big Zo\n  start_ms: 17140\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: We finna step up, yeah\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 22730\n- text: (Mmh, that Lil Top), Lil Top, Lil Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 22730\n  end_ms: 25790\n- text: I'm really Top, really, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 25790\n  end_ms: 28490\n- text: I'm really Top, hey, I'm really Top, yeah\n  start_ms: 28490\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: I don't want that top, yeah, it's on, lil' nigga\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 34060\n- text: I cut off my day ones for the win (Win)\n  start_ms: 34060\n  end_ms: 36360\n- text: I just pulled up in that black Maybach, you can't see in (Skrrt)\n  start_ms: 36360\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: Up, got plenty racks, I keep a strap with one cocked in\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: Not even close with family\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43240\n- text: Why the fuck would I want friends? 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