[{"id":8982697,"name":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]","trackName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Wheezy outta here)\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"},{"id":36831329,"name":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]","trackName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Wheezy outta here)\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n  duration_ms: 193000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"},{"id":36917870,"name":"Rebel's Kick It","trackName":"Rebel's Kick It","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Wheezy outta here)\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"},{"id":13261139,"name":"Rebels Kick It","trackName":"Rebels Kick It","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Songs","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Wheezy outta here)\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebels Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Songs\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"},{"id":13159134,"name":"Rebels Kick It","trackName":"Rebels Kick It","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Wheezy outta here)\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebels Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Rebel's Kick It\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rebel's Kick It [Official Audio]\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: AI YoungBoy 2\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\nNigga fade him\nGot some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm a slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.37] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.42] Yeah\n[00:12.22] Yeah\n[00:12.87] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.05] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.31] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.26] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.08] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.17] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.75] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.53] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.98] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.44] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.59] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.63] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.78] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.61] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.56] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.75] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.66] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.33] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.56] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.53] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.12] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.05] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.20] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.40] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.51] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.22] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.43] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.49] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.58] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.67] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.45] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.60] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.73] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.59] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.08] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.19] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.06] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.25] And I love you to death\n[02:16.59] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.99] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.94] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.00] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.66] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.79] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.97] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.89] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.94] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.90] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.91] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.99] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.41] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.72] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.70] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.83] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebels Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: AI YoungBoy 2\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 180\n  end_ms: 2370\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2370\n  end_ms: 6420\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6420\n  end_ms: 12220\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12220\n  end_ms: 12870\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n  Nigga fade him\n  Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: AI YoungBoy 2\n  duration_ms: 30000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"},{"id":35702177,"name":"Rebel's Kick It","trackName":"Rebel's Kick It","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"AI YoungBoy 2","duration":25.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Wheezy outta here)\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: AI YoungBoy 2\n  duration_ms: 25000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: Youngboy Never Broke Again\n  album: AI YoungBoy 2 (albumdownloads.net)\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.37] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.42] Yeah\n[00:12.22] Yeah\n[00:12.87] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.05] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.31] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.26] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.08] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.17] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.75] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.53] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.98] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.44] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.59] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.63] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.78] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.61] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.56] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.75] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.66] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.33] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.56] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.53] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.12] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.05] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.20] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.40] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.51] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.22] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.43] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.49] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.58] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.67] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.45] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.60] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.73] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.59] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.08] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.19] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.06] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.25] And I love you to death\n[02:16.59] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.99] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.94] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.00] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.66] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.79] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.97] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.89] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.94] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.90] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.91] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.99] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.41] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.72] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.70] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.83] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It (Paused)\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: AI YoungBoy 2\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 180\n  end_ms: 2370\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2370\n  end_ms: 6420\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6420\n  end_ms: 12220\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12220\n  end_ms: 12870\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? 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Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\nNigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\n\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\n\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.14] (Wheezy outta here)\n[00:02.33] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.49] Yeah\n[00:12.29] Yeah\n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.17] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.07] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:21.83] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.34] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.24] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.02] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.18] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.78] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.50] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.34] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:45.40] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:48.97] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.46] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:54.57] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.67] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:00.73] Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:03.60] They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:07.70] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.62] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.34] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.55] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.54] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.11] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.07] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.28] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.46] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.59] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.27] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.45] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.48] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.54] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:43.62] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.42] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.68] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:52.77] You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n[01:55.54] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n[01:58.46] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.55] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.04] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.20] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.16] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.01] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.28] And I love you to death\n[02:16.53] I'll never go against you\n[02:18.98] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.92] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.04] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.62] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.71] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:31.96] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:37.95] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:40.91] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.97] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.92] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:52.49] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:56.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:00.72] I spin it, yeah\n[03:02.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: 'null'\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Wheezy outta here)\n  start_ms: 140\n  end_ms: 2330\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2330\n  end_ms: 6490\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6490\n  end_ms: 12290\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 12290\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n\n  Nigga fade him, got some OGs in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books, so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got 20 on that nigga head, then make it 40, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hunnid, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"},{"id":23103181,"name":"Rebel's Kick It","trackName":"Rebel's Kick It","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"3:14","duration":193.952,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wheezy outta here\nAin't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\nYeah\nYeah\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nI'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\nI'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\nYoungin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\nI'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\nGet trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\nMore deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\nAll through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\nIn his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\nNigga fade him\nGot some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\nThey like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him\nPolice probably slide on him\nOnly for to see if he got that fire on him\nBut youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\nSo he learned to hide on 'em\nNow let me tell you that I'm a different breed\nHad my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\nAnd it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\nTurned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\nAt them bitch ass niggas\nShit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\nYou up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\nStill to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\nLike is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\nWhat you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\nYou got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga\nShit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga\nFor to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\nYou was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\nWhen I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\nWhen I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\nI kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\nMy day one, you my brother\nAnd I love you to death\nI'll never go against you\nI ain't never put anything before you\nNot these diamonds, not this money\nOr neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\nCan I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\nI'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\nYoung nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\nThis a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\nFor a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\nWhole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\nStrapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\nSending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\nYeah, Wheezy laid the beat\nI'm slimeball for real\nI spin it, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.19] Wheezy outta here\n[00:02.63] Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n[00:06.72] Yeah\n[00:07.97] Yeah\n[00:10.67] \n[00:12.89] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[00:16.40] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[00:19.81] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[00:22.12] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[00:25.32] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[00:28.20] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[00:31.29] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[00:34.16] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[00:36.96] I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n[00:39.84] I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n[00:42.81] Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n[00:46.67] I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n[00:49.41] Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n[00:51.92] More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n[00:55.34] All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n[00:57.64] In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n[01:01.01] Nigga fade him\n[01:02.55] Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n[01:04.18] They like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n[01:06.53] Police probably slide on him\n[01:08.27] Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n[01:09.65] But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n[01:11.60] So he learned to hide on 'em\n[01:12.82] Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n[01:14.56] Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n[01:18.17] And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n[01:21.35] Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n[01:24.26] At them bitch ass niggas\n[01:25.70] Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n[01:28.57] You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n[01:31.23] Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n[01:34.40] Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n[01:37.67] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[01:40.55] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[01:44.12] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[01:46.40] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[01:49.85] What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n[01:54.51] You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga\n[01:55.77] Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga\n[01:58.71] For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n[02:01.76] You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n[02:04.28] When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n[02:07.49] When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n[02:10.37] I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n[02:13.30] My day one, you my brother\n[02:15.23] And I love you to death\n[02:16.51] I'll never go against you\n[02:19.21] I ain't never put anything before you\n[02:20.98] Not these diamonds, not this money\n[02:23.00] Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n[02:25.85] Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n[02:28.75] I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n[02:32.15] Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n[02:34.86] This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n[02:38.69] For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n[02:41.22] Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n[02:43.92] Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n[02:46.73] Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n[02:49.98] Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n[02:55.73] I'm slimeball for real\n[03:01.00] I spin it, yeah\n[03:01.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rebel's Kick It\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: 3:14\n  duration_ms: 193952\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Wheezy outta here\n  start_ms: 190\n  end_ms: 2630\n- text: Ain't no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track\n  start_ms: 2630\n  end_ms: 6720\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6720\n  end_ms: 7970\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 7970\n  end_ms: 10670\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 10670\n  end_ms: 12890\n- text: Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  start_ms: 12890\n  end_ms: 16400\n- text: I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  start_ms: 16400\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 22120\n- text: This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  start_ms: 22120\n  end_ms: 25320\n- text: For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  start_ms: 25320\n  end_ms: 28200\n- text: Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  start_ms: 28200\n  end_ms: 31290\n- text: Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  start_ms: 31290\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36960\n- text: I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  start_ms: 36960\n  end_ms: 39840\n- text: I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  start_ms: 39840\n  end_ms: 42810\n- text: Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  start_ms: 42810\n  end_ms: 46670\n- text: I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  start_ms: 46670\n  end_ms: 49410\n- text: Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  start_ms: 49410\n  end_ms: 51920\n- text: More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  start_ms: 51920\n  end_ms: 55340\n- text: All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  start_ms: 55340\n  end_ms: 57640\n- text: In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n  start_ms: 57640\n  end_ms: 61010\n- text: Nigga fade him\n  start_ms: 61010\n  end_ms: 62550\n- text: Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  start_ms: 62550\n  end_ms: 64180\n- text: They like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  start_ms: 64180\n  end_ms: 66530\n- text: Police probably slide on him\n  start_ms: 66530\n  end_ms: 68270\n- text: Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  start_ms: 68270\n  end_ms: 69650\n- text: But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  start_ms: 69650\n  end_ms: 71600\n- text: So he learned to hide on 'em\n  start_ms: 71600\n  end_ms: 72820\n- text: Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  start_ms: 72820\n  end_ms: 74560\n- text: Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  start_ms: 74560\n  end_ms: 78170\n- text: And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  start_ms: 78170\n  end_ms: 81350\n- text: Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  start_ms: 81350\n  end_ms: 84260\n- text: At them bitch ass niggas\n  start_ms: 84260\n  end_ms: 85700\n- text: Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? 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Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  I'm with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact\n  I'm with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that\n  Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that\n  I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah\n  Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby\n  More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy\n  All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing\n  In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him\n  Nigga fade him\n  Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him\n  They like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him\n  Police probably slide on him\n  Only for to see if he got that fire on him\n  But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin' that\n  So he learned to hide on 'em\n  Now let me tell you that I'm a different breed\n  Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream\n  And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't\n  Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes\n  At them bitch ass niggas\n  Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your answer?\n  You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?\n  Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor\n  Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n\n  What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)\n  You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga\n  Shit, you know me still on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga\n  For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama, nigga\n  You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it\n  When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it\n  When I was hollerin', \"Who want problems?\" You was holdin' up your semi\n  I kept on sayin' I'ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, \"Let's get it\"\n\n  My day one, you my brother\n  And I love you to death\n  I'll never go against you\n  I ain't never put anything before you\n  Not these diamonds, not this money\n  Or neither these hoes, whatever goes\n\n  Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah\n  I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing\n  Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head\n  This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it\n  For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah\n  Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah\n  Strapped down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah\n  Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah\n\n  Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat\n  I'm slimeball for real\n  I spin it, yeah\n"}]