[{"id":38962713,"name":"FLOOR 13","trackName":"FLOOR 13","artistName":"mgk","albumName":"MGK GUNNA","duration":195.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fuck\nI just spent too many minutes\nWatching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me\nI just spent the winter living\nAfter someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me\nYoung blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily\nWhy you think they call me \"The Gunner\"?\nI'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me\nBlack and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill\nGrew up scrapping and I still will\nWe can take it back to 2012\nI was trapping on the tour bus with Meek Mill\nTake it back to Cleveland,\nWhen they gave chase, 17 years, no plea deal\n2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby\nI bet they can feel the feet still\nPoint out my enemies soon as they mention me\nCall an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery\nWritten in history, it was gonna happen eventually\nI just can't wait until the day I run into you physically\nFor everything that I went through mentally\nWhen it felt like everybody in the world was against me\nWhen all the critics and every article trying to offend me\nMy daughter slapped a kid for talking 'bout me in elementary\nWe ain't playing, it's deeper than the thing\nPeople getting checked for disrespecting the Philly name\nTwo chopsticks, no lo mein\nHollow tips, got no name\nBust them shit's with no aim\nLike it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag\nThis time it come from a face\nThe dashcam just saw me kill on everybody\nI got off on floor 13, no in between\nI roll my weed with fronto leaf\nI chop my coke on hotel keys\nI chop this face like Constantine\nConstantly get deja vu\nI see me when I look at you\nI never die, I multiply\nSo don't cry at my funeral\nI just spent too many minutes\nWatching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me\nI just spent the winter living\nAfter someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me\nYoung blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily\nWhy you think they call me \"The Gunner\"?\nI'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me\nWhat would this generation of hip-hop be\nWithout me here to piss y'all off\nI see the blogs, I read the comments\nI'm confused, I need to pause\nLook at y'all waiting on me to fall off\nWhile I'm looking at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf\nI sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30\nGive me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in\nOne legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom\nOne publication that said that I will never be in it\nOne agent that told me without it, my career was be finished\nAnd I couldn't give a single fuck inside my cerebellum\nY'all award shows suck, go tell 'em\nWe ain't sucking no dick in the 21-6\nBro, I always should've landed like Beckham\nOn the thirteenth floor with a weapon\nI heard that they call me, yeah, let 'em in\nI got something for 'em, yeah\nPlease forgive my sins\nBlood 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Mill\n[00:32.26]Take it back to Cleveland,\n[00:32.94]When they gave chase, 17 years, no plea deal\n[00:35.84]2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby\n[00:38.12]I bet they can feel the feet still\n[00:39.21]Point out my enemies soon as they mention me\n[00:41.00]Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery\n[00:43.33]Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually\n[00:45.21]I just can't wait until the day I run into you physically\n[00:47.14]For everything that I went through mentally\n[00:49.46]When it felt like everybody in the world was against me\n[00:51.39]When all the critics and every article trying to offend me\n[00:53.46]My daughter slapped a kid for talking 'bout me in elementary\n[00:55.84]We ain't playing, it's deeper than the thing\n[00:57.66]People getting checked for disrespecting the Philly name\n[00:59.84]Two chopsticks, no lo mein\n[01:01.57]Hollow tips, got no name\n[01:03.72]Bust them shit's with no aim\n[01:05.58]Like it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag\n[01:08.12]This time it come from a face\n[01:09.50]The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody\n[01:14.38]I got off on floor 13, no in between\n[01:17.32]I roll my weed with fronto leaf\n[01:19.37]I chop my coke on hotel keys\n[01:21.24]I chop this face like Constantine\n[01:23.34]Constantly get deja vu\n[01:25.24]I see me when I look at you\n[01:27.12]I never die, I multiply\n[01:29.35]So don't cry at my funeral\n[01:31.83]I just spent too many minutes\n[01:33.23]Watching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me\n[01:36.49]I just spent the winter living\n[01:37.73]After someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me\n[01:40.48]Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily\n[01:43.86]Why you think they call me \"The Gunner\"?\n[01:46.07]I'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me\n[01:47.10]What would this generation of hip-hop be\n[01:49.20]Without me here to piss y'all off\n[01:50.99]I see the blogs, I read the 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they mention me\n  Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery\n  Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually\n  I just can't wait until the day I run into you physically\n  For everything that I went through mentally\n  When it felt like everybody in the world was against me\n  When all the critics and every article trying to offend me\n  My daughter slapped a kid for talking 'bout me in elementary\n  We ain't playing, it's deeper than the thing\n  People getting checked for disrespecting the Philly name\n  Two chopsticks, no lo mein\n  Hollow tips, got no name\n  Bust them shit's with no aim\n  Like it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag\n  This time it come from a face\n  The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody\n  I got off on floor 13, no in between\n  I roll my weed with fronto leaf\n  I chop my coke on hotel keys\n  I chop this face like Constantine\n  Constantly get deja vu\n  I see me when I look at you\n  I never die, I multiply\n  So don't cry at my funeral\n  I just spent too many minutes\n  Watching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me\n  I just spent the winter living\n  After someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me\n  Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily\n  Why you think they call me \"The Gunner\"?\n  I'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me\n  What would this generation of hip-hop be\n  Without me here to piss y'all off\n  I see the blogs, I read the comments\n  I'm confused, I need to pause\n  Look at y'all waiting on me to fall off\n  While I'm looking at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf\n  I sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30\n  Give me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in\n  One legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom\n  One publication that said that I will never be in it\n  One agent that told me without it, my career was be finished\n  And I couldn't give a single fuck inside my cerebellum\n  Y'all award shows suck, go tell 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missing me\nYoung blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily\nWhy you think they call me \"The Gunner\"?\nI'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me\nBlack and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill\nGrew up scrapping and I still will\nWe can take it back to 2012\nI was trapping on the tour bus with Meek Mill\nTake it back to Cleveland,\nWhen they gave chase, 17 years, no plea deal\n2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby\nI bet they can feel the feet still\nPoint out my enemies soon as they mention me\nCall an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery\nWritten in history, it was gonna happen eventually\nI just can't wait until the day I run into you physically\nFor everything that I went through mentally\nWhen it felt like everybody in the world was against me\nWhen all the critics and every article trying to offend me\nMy daughter slapped a kid for talking 'bout me in elementary\nWe ain't playing, it's deeper than the thing\nPeople getting checked for disrespecting the Philly name\nTwo chopsticks, no lo mein\nHollow tips, got no name\nBust them shit's with no aim\nLike it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag\nThis time it come from a face\nThe dashcam just saw me kill on everybody\nI got off on floor 13, no in between\nI roll my weed with fronto leaf\nI chop my coke on hotel keys\nI chop this face like Constantine\nConstantly get deja vu\nI see me when I look at you\nI never die, I multiply\nSo don't cry at my funeral\nI just spent too many minutes\nWatching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me\nI just spent the winter living\nAfter someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me\nYoung blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily\nWhy you think they call me \"The Gunner\"?\nI'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me\nWhat would this generation of hip-hop be\nWithout me here to piss y'all off\nI see the blogs, I read the comments\nI'm confused, I need to pause\nLook at y'all waiting on me to fall off\nWhile I'm looking at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf\nI sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30\nGive me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in\nOne legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom\nOne publication that said that I will never be in it\nOne agent that told me without it, my career was be finished\nAnd I couldn't give a single fuck inside my cerebellum\nY'all award shows suck, go tell 'em\nWe ain't sucking no dick in the 21-6\nBro, I always should've landed like Beckham\nOn the thirteenth floor with a weapon\nI heard that they call me, yeah, let 'em in\nI got something for 'em, yeah\nPlease forgive my sins\nBlood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah\nI can't wash this shit\nWake up, say, \"Good morning,\" yeah\nLike I forgot\nI got off on floor 13, no in between\nI roll my weed with fronto leaf\nI chop my coke on hotel keys\nI chop this face like Constantine\nConstantly get deja vu\nI see me when I look at you\nI never die, I multiply\nSo don't cry at my 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dated, now she out here whoring and shit\nI got a reputation to be doing and showing up four in the morning and shit\nI had a altercation down in Florida, I threw his face on the floor in the shit\n\nFuck a bitch, though, huh\nY'all ain't want us before we rich, ho\nI can't go back to this shit, I need a castle and shit, I'm on some Dracula shit\nI used to have to heat up pans of water to shower\nBut y'all don't know half of this shit, no\n\nI shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\nNo invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\nAll my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\nFor the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n\nDiablo\nStop the debate if my name isn't mentioned\nIn this generation as one of the greatest\nFrom lyrics to cadence\nI changed the way rappers rock out on them stages\nI saw people take it, and they are more famous\nSo I ain't get credit, I had to be patient\nI know people hate me just by my appearance\nYou motherfuckers can't be serious, ayy\n\nI shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\nNo invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\nAll my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\nFor the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n\nI shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\nNo invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\nAll my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\nFor the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n\nDiablo\n(Diablo)\nThe last album was like a year and a half ago?\nYeah, 2016\nYeah, oh, wow\n'17\nOh, okay, yeah, yeah\nYou've had a whole lotta shit happen in between then\nA whole lotta shit","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.92] Ronny J, please turn me up\n[00:06.52] Tell all my competition that I love 'em\n[00:08.05] But I brought 'em back just to kill 'em again\n[00:09.92] Tell all the listeners that I said, \"Fuck 'em\"\n[00:11.46] If they thought I'd never be breathing again\n[00:13.20] I keep some drink in the cup in case\n[00:14.49] Anyone got some more beef, I can eat 'em again\n[00:16.25] I made a promise to beat they ass 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rich, ho\n[01:03.27] I can't go back to this shit, I need a castle and shit, I'm on some Dracula shit\n[01:06.60] I used to have to heat up pans of water to shower\n[01:08.58] But y'all don't know half of this shit, no\n[01:10.62] I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\n[01:13.82] No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\n[01:16.98] All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\n[01:20.28] For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n[01:25.50] Diablo\n[01:26.50] Stop the debate if my name isn't mentioned\n[01:28.26] In this generation as one of the greatest\n[01:29.73] From lyrics to cadence\n[01:30.66] I changed the way rappers rock out on them stages\n[01:32.12] I saw people take it, and they are more famous\n[01:33.75] So I ain't get credit, I had to be patient\n[01:35.25] I know people hate me just by my appearance\n[01:37.38] You motherfuckers can't be serious, ayy\n[01:39.47] I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\n[01:42.56] No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\n[01:45.77] All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\n[01:48.96] For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n[01:52.22] I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\n[01:55.41] No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\n[01:58.55] All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\n[02:01.84] For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n[02:07.08] Diablo\n[02:10.92] \n[02:13.75] (Diablo)\n[02:15.40] The last album was like a year and a half ago?\n[02:17.42] Yeah, 2016\n[02:19.08] Yeah, oh, wow\n[02:19.84] '17\n[02:20.79] Oh, okay, yeah, yeah\n[02:21.76] You've had a whole lotta shit happen in between then\n[02:25.14] A whole lotta shit\n[02:25.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: El Diablo\n  artist: mgk\n  album: 'Hotel Diablo: Floor 13 Edition'\n  duration_ms: 162000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ronny J, please turn me up\n  start_ms: 4920\n  end_ms: 6520\n- text: Tell all my competition that I love 'em\n  start_ms: 6520\n 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text: I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah\n  start_ms: 15710\n  end_ms: 18490\n- text: You know I keep that candy, yeah\n  start_ms: 18490\n  end_ms: 20810\n- text: I need more like Mandy, yeah\n  start_ms: 20810\n  end_ms: 23220\n- text: Stay up, take addies, yeah\n  start_ms: 23220\n  end_ms: 25600\n- text: I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah\n  start_ms: 25600\n  end_ms: 27930\n- text: I'm in my head again\n  start_ms: 27930\n  end_ms: 30550\n- text: I took more medicine\n  start_ms: 30550\n  end_ms: 33110\n- text: Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again\n  start_ms: 33110\n  end_ms: 37320\n- text: Ay, fuck it, I was raised like that\n  start_ms: 37320\n  end_ms: 39720\n- text: So I guess I never really changed like that\n  start_ms: 39720\n  end_ms: 42350\n- text: I be takin' shots to the brain like that\n  start_ms: 42350\n  end_ms: 44620\n- text: Blacked out drunk and I came like that\n  start_ms: 44620\n  end_ms: 47160\n- text: Helpin' me to get through all the pain like 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candy, yeah\n  I need more like Mandy, yeah\n  Stay up, take addies, yeah\n  I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah\n\n  I'm in my head again\n  I took more medicine\n  Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again\n\n  Ay, fuck it, I was raised like that\n  So I guess I never really changed like that\n  I be takin' shots to the brain like that\n  Blacked out drunk and I came like that\n  Helpin' me to get through all the pain like that\n  Yeah, driving through the rain like that\n  Running from the fame like that\n  On the front page like that\n  I'ma go insane like\n\n  You know I keep that candy, yeah\n  I need more like Mandy, yeah\n  Stay up, take addies, yeah\n  I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah\n  You know I keep that candy, yeah\n  I need more like Mandy, yeah\n  Stay up, take addies, yeah\n  I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah\n\n  I'm in my head again\n  I took more medicine\n  Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again\n\n  Huh, my bitch taste like candy, yeah\n  Play 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(Fuck)\nI guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes\nWhy you tryna run when I feel like you're the one sometimes?\nI guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good\n\nYou tried to get away with the worst; this time, I caught you\n(This time, this time, you caught me)\nI tried to make you stay with my words, but this time, I lost you\n(This time, this time, I lost you)\nSo shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)\nIt's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)\nGet home every night\nYou're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted\n\nI thought we were done\nHow'd you end up in my arms last night?\nI guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes\n(Wanna make you feel good, run away, run away)\nWhy you try to run when it feel like you're the one sometimes?\nI guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.07] Woke up and you wasn't next to me this mornin'\n[00:17.77] Saw a yellow cab drive you down the street on Broadway\n[00:23.54] Wish I could erase the mistakes that I made, I'm sorry\n[00:30.27] Wanted me to chase you inside, but the house too haunted\n[00:36.77] I tried to get away with the worst; this time, you caught me\n[00:42.88] Tried to find a place for the words so I can say sorry\n[00:48.73] It's so shitty how I waste love\n[00:52.43] I know it's shitty how I waste love\n[00:55.78] Come home every night\n[00:57.46] I'm wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted\n[01:02.42] It's gettin' hard to fake how I feel when your face still taunts me\n[01:08.47] I know it's hard to fake how you feel, do you not still want me?\n[01:14.46] \n[01:16.52] How'd you run away from the place you brought me?\n[01:21.66] I did it to myself, though, go ahead and blame this on me\n[01:28.10] You tried to get away with the worst; this time, I caught you\n[01:34.57] I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time, I lost you\n[01:39.73] So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)\n[01:43.76] It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)\n[01:47.16] Get home every night\n[01:48.41] You're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted\n[01:52.33] \n[01:54.39] Wait, I thought we were done\n[01:56.93] How'd you end up in my arms last night? (Fuck)\n[02:01.22] I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes\n[02:07.57] Why you tryna run when I feel like you're the one sometimes?\n[02:14.12] I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good\n[02:19.03] You tried to get away with the worst; this time, I caught you\n[02:23.24] (This time, this time, you caught me)\n[02:26.14] I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time, I lost you\n[02:31.09] (This time, this time, I lost you)\n[02:32.00] So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)\n[02:35.00] It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)\n[02:37.97] Get home every night\n[02:39.76] You're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted\n[02:43.94] \n[02:46.83] I thought we were done\n[02:47.94] How'd you end up in my arms last night?\n[02:52.64] I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes\n[02:56.02] (Wanna make you feel good, run away, run away)\n[02:59.07] Why you try to run when it feel like you're the one sometimes?\n[03:05.18] I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good\n[03:08.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Waste Love\n  artist: mgk\n  album: 'Hotel Diablo: Floor 13 Edition'\n  duration_ms: 196180\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Woke up and you wasn't next to me this mornin'\n  start_ms: 12070\n  end_ms: 17770\n- text: Saw a yellow cab drive you down the street on Broadway\n  start_ms: 17770\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Wish I could erase the mistakes that I made, I'm sorry\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 30270\n- text: Wanted me to chase you inside, but the house too haunted\n  start_ms: 30270\n  end_ms: 36770\n- text: I tried to get away with the worst; this time, you caught me\n  start_ms: 36770\n  end_ms: 42880\n- text: Tried to find a place for the words so I can say sorry\n  start_ms: 42880\n  end_ms: 48730\n- text: It's so shitty how I waste love\n  start_ms: 48730\n  end_ms: 52430\n- text: I know it's shitty how I waste love\n  start_ms: 52430\n  end_ms: 55780\n- text: Come home every night\n  start_ms: 55780\n  end_ms: 57460\n- text: I'm wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted\n  start_ms: 57460\n  end_ms: 62420\n- text: It's gettin' hard to fake how I feel when your face still taunts me\n  start_ms: 62420\n  end_ms: 68470\n- text: I know it's hard to fake how you feel, do you not still want me?\n  start_ms: 68470\n  end_ms: 74460\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 74460\n  end_ms: 76520\n- text: How'd you run away from the place you brought me?\n  start_ms: 76520\n  end_ms: 81660\n- text: I did it to myself, though, go ahead and blame this on me\n  start_ms: 81660\n  end_ms: 88100\n- text: You tried to get away with the worst; this time, I caught you\n  start_ms: 88100\n  end_ms: 94570\n- text: I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time, I lost you\n  start_ms: 94570\n  end_ms: 99730\n- text: So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)\n  start_ms: 99730\n  end_ms: 103760\n- text: It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)\n  start_ms: 103760\n  end_ms: 107160\n- text: Get home every night\n  start_ms: 107160\n  end_ms: 108410\n- text: You're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted\n  start_ms: 108410\n  end_ms: 112330\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 112330\n  end_ms: 114390\n- text: Wait, I thought we were done\n  start_ms: 114390\n  end_ms: 116930\n- text: How'd you end up in my arms last night? 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with my life, yeah\n[01:42.56] No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\n[01:45.77] All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\n[01:48.96] For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n[01:52.22] I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah\n[01:55.41] No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah\n[01:58.55] All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah\n[02:01.84] For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah\n[02:07.08] Diablo\n[02:10.92] \n[02:13.75] (Diablo)\n[02:15.40] The last album was like a year and a half ago?\n[02:17.42] Yeah, 2016\n[02:19.08] Yeah, oh, wow\n[02:19.84] '17\n[02:20.79] Oh, okay, yeah, yeah\n[02:21.76] You've had a whole lotta shit happen in between then\n[02:25.14] A whole lotta shit\n[02:25.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: el Diablo\n  artist: mgk\n  album: 'Hotel Diablo: Floor 13 Edition'\n  duration_ms: 146264\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ronny J, please turn me up\n  start_ms: 4920\n  end_ms: 6520\n- text: 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