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Right now\nI just made the hardest shit I ever heard right now\nWait a minute\nLook where I was and where I'm at right now\nIn a plane with no passengers in it\nOver Cleveland, 'bout to touchdown\n\nI got the car keys in the Carhartt\nI don't need 'em, know I push and the car start (skrrt)\nI got the icing like a Pop Tart\nAnd I stay spittin' fire like a Charizard (hah)\n\nI used to be broke, couldn't afford a heater\nWay back in the day when I was openin' for Wiz Khalifa (yeah)\nI just got myself out of an misdemeanor\nHe said that he wasn't there, I told him that I wasn't either (I wasn't)\nI broke every bone except my middle finger (fuck you)\nOnly had a heartbreak once, I won't have two\nFree Young Thug, pourin' two liter\nWhy's everybody singin' like they're Dua Lipa? (Yeah)\nLa, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (yeah)\n\nAyy, we doin' this shit one take\nGreen light, don't stop, go\n\nI wear chains with my shirt off when I get my dick sucked\nAnd she keep it in her throat like she got the hiccups\nI ain't talkin' 'bout no mouth though if we hit the lick up\nI don't sell, I used to snort this shit, open that brick up\nI don't give a fuck about who streamin', pull the list up\nI'm a father, look at what I did to raise these kids up\nThere won't be a day I need a vest under my zip-up\n'Cause every time they tried to send a shot, it always missed us (doo, drr)\n\nI hear that shit in real life\nI do not fear the afterlife\nMy cousin tried to suffocate me, he said the voice in his head was Jesus Christ\nHealin' my bruise with a piece of ice\nI held on myself when I needed a family\nInstead, I was left to my own device\nSwallowed the pill like a piece of rice\nI slept in the attic, had demon nights\n\nThat's in the house off Lee Road\nI saw my friend's eyes change\nNow he just a body with no soul\nI been in the game, got a lot of exes\nLook like a cheat code\nI had a couple rappers leavin' out the spot with their teeth broke (shh)\n\nYou can see the double Rs when I creep slow (when I creep slow)\nYou can't have my dick if you can't deep-throat (no)\nYeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low\nI create the wave, but I don't own no beach clothes\n\nLately, I made a lot of enemies\nLately, I been goin' through it mentally\nSo, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public\nProtectin' my energy (yeah)\nSpiritually, you couldn't measure me (no)\nMy soul has been here for a century (yeah)\nWe came out of high school together\nAnd now he tweakin' of the methamphetamine\n\n(La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) we throwin' Ls like\n(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real up-the-way-shit\n(La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) you see the double Xs\n(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch\n(La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) throwin' Ls like\n(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real Cleveland shit\n(La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) you see those double Xs\n(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch\nYeah, meet me on floor thirteen","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] La-la-la-la\n[00:09.96] La-la-la-la\n[00:10.68] La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n[00:13.77] La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n[00:15.02] The diamonds are symbolic of all the pressure they put on me until I shined\n[00:18.42] My life is symbiotic with the culture, I can never ever lose the vibe\n[00:22.27] Make sure they rollin' one up for me, 'cause it's been a long ride\n[00:25.76] We doin' this one for Money T, keep his name alive (yeah)\n[00:28.94] La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n[00:40.16] La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n[00:40.72] La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n[00:42.16] La-la-la, la-la-la (hold up)\n[00:43.58] I know how to make an entrance\n[00:44.86] I hop out the truck in a fur with some henchmen\n[00:47.05] You can skip the introduction\n[00:48.33] I'm introverted, I don't want your attention (eh)\n[00:50.54] Stand on whatever I say\n[00:51.70] I'll say it to your face, I don't do it in mentions (for real)\n[00:54.28] I believe God had to put me through Hell\n[00:55.84] So that I could learn me a lesson\n[00:57.39] I was eleven (damn)\n[00:58.53] Sharin' a bed with my dad, but didn't have a bedroom\n[01:00.98] In a recession (yeah)\n[01:02.11] Six of us in a Ford Explorer, didn't have leg-room\n[01:04.46] Everything's destined (so)\n[01:05.75] It was inevitable I take on his aggression\n[01:08.06] Mad at the world 'cause I'm feelin' rejected\n[01:09.72] Guess that I gotta die to be a legend\n[01:13.85] La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n[01:15.13] La-woo-la, la-la-la-la (turn up)\n[01:19.42] Holy shit\n[01:20.94] Showin', showin' naked ass\n[01:23.00] C-Town, bring them slabs out (boom, boom, boom)\n[01:27.30] Open the toilet and took a piss\n[01:29.71] Open my mouth, I'm talkin' shit (uh)\n[01:31.72] Open accounts 'cause this money don't fit in the safe\n[01:33.93] My accountant can't count this shit\n[01:35.99] Hm, this look counterfeit\n[01:37.68] If I wear it, it's priceless, can't count the fit (yeah)\n[01:39.97] Stack it up tall as a mountain is (yeah)\n[01:41.95] I grow money on trees like a botanist\n[01:44.10] (When you droppin' this?) Right now\n[01:45.53] I just made the hardest shit I ever heard right now\n[01:47.64] Wait a minute\n[01:48.16] Look where I was and where I'm at right now\n[01:49.79] In a plane with no passengers in it\n[01:51.08] Over Cleveland, 'bout to touchdown\n[01:52.90] I got the car keys in the Carhartt\n[01:54.89] I don't need 'em, know I push and the car start (skrrt)\n[01:57.16] I got the icing like a Pop Tart\n[01:59.04] And I stay spittin' fire like a Charizard (hah)\n[02:01.49] I used to be broke, couldn't afford a heater\n[02:02.99] Way back in the day when I was openin' for Wiz Khalifa (yeah)\n[02:05.73] I just got myself out of an misdemeanor\n[02:07.20] He said that he wasn't there, I told him that I wasn't either (I wasn't)\n[02:09.96] I broke every bone except my middle finger (fuck you)\n[02:12.09] Only had a heartbreak once, I won't have two\n[02:14.17] Free Young Thug, pourin' two liter\n[02:15.99] Why's everybody singin' like they're Dua Lipa? (Yeah)\n[02:17.84] La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (yeah)\n[02:22.65] \n[02:28.81] Ayy, we doin' this shit one take\n[02:32.01] Green light, don't stop, go\n[02:33.79] I wear chains with my shirt off when I get my dick sucked\n[02:36.71] And she keep it in her throat like she got the hiccups\n[02:39.72] I ain't talkin' 'bout no mouth though if we hit the lick up\n[02:42.70] I don't sell, I used to snort this shit, open that brick up\n[02:45.43] I don't give a fuck about who streamin', pull the list up\n[02:48.45] I'm a father, look at what I did to raise these kids up\n[02:51.30] There won't be a day I need a vest under my zip-up\n[02:54.22] 'Cause every time they tried to send a shot, it always missed us (doo, drr)\n[02:58.52] I hear that shit in real life\n[02:59.95] I do not fear the afterlife\n[03:01.32] My cousin tried to suffocate me, he said the voice in his head was Jesus Christ\n[03:04.56] Healin' my bruise with a piece of ice\n[03:05.80] I held on myself when I needed a family\n[03:07.39] Instead, I was left to my own device\n[03:08.95] Swallowed the pill like a piece of rice\n[03:10.38] I slept in the attic, had demon nights\n[03:11.99] That's in the house off Lee Road\n[03:13.55] I saw my friend's eyes change\n[03:14.84] Now he just a body with no soul\n[03:16.44] I been in the game, got a lot of exes\n[03:18.04] Look like a cheat code\n[03:19.54] I had a couple rappers leavin' out the spot with their teeth broke (shh)\n[03:23.08] You can see the double Rs when I creep slow (when I creep slow)\n[03:25.84] You can't have my dick if you can't deep-throat (no)\n[03:28.51] Yeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low\n[03:31.57] I create the wave, but I don't own no beach clothes\n[03:34.42] Lately, I made a lot of enemies\n[03:35.92] Lately, I been goin' through it mentally\n[03:37.34] So, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public\n[03:39.26] Protectin' my energy (yeah)\n[03:40.47] Spiritually, you couldn't measure me (no)\n[03:41.89] My soul has 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end_ms: 194840\n- text: Now he just a body with no soul\n start_ms: 194840\n end_ms: 196440\n- text: I been in the game, got a lot of exes\n start_ms: 196440\n end_ms: 198040\n- text: Look like a cheat code\n start_ms: 198040\n end_ms: 199540\n- text: I had a couple rappers leavin' out the spot with their teeth broke (shh)\n start_ms: 199540\n end_ms: 203080\n- text: You can see the double Rs when I creep slow (when I creep slow)\n start_ms: 203080\n end_ms: 205840\n- text: You can't have my dick if you can't deep-throat (no)\n start_ms: 205840\n end_ms: 208510\n- text: Yeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low\n start_ms: 208510\n end_ms: 211570\n- text: I create the wave, but I don't own no beach clothes\n start_ms: 211570\n end_ms: 214420\n- text: Lately, I made a lot of enemies\n start_ms: 214420\n end_ms: 215920\n- text: Lately, I been goin' through it mentally\n start_ms: 215920\n end_ms: 217340\n- text: So, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public\n start_ms: 217340\n end_ms: 219260\n- text: Protectin' my energy (yeah)\n start_ms: 219260\n end_ms: 220470\n- text: Spiritually, you couldn't measure me (no)\n start_ms: 220470\n end_ms: 221890\n- text: My soul has been here for a century (yeah)\n start_ms: 221890\n end_ms: 223380\n- text: We came out of high school together\n start_ms: 223380\n end_ms: 224520\n- text: And now he tweakin' of the methamphetamine\n start_ms: 224520\n end_ms: 226020\n- text: (La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) we throwin' Ls like\n start_ms: 226020\n end_ms: 229380\n- text: (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real up-the-way-shit\n start_ms: 229380\n end_ms: 232380\n- text: (La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) you see the double Xs\n start_ms: 232380\n end_ms: 234900\n- text: (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch\n start_ms: 234900\n end_ms: 239700\n- text: (La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) throwin' Ls like\n start_ms: 239700\n end_ms: 241360\n- text: (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real Cleveland shit\n start_ms: 241360\n end_ms: 244330\n- text: (La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) you see those double Xs\n start_ms: 244330\n end_ms: 246860\n- text: (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch\n start_ms: 246860\n end_ms: 251220\n- text: Yeah, meet me on floor thirteen\n start_ms: 251220\n end_ms: 253110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 253110\nplain: |-\n La-la-la-la\n La-la-la-la\n La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n The diamonds are symbolic of all the pressure they put on me until I shined\n My life is symbiotic with the culture, I can never ever lose the vibe\n Make sure they rollin' one up for me, 'cause it's been a long ride\n We doin' this one for Money T, keep his name alive (yeah)\n\n La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n La-la-la, la-la-la (hold up)\n\n I know how to make an entrance\n I hop out the truck in a fur with some henchmen\n You can skip the introduction\n I'm introverted, I don't want your attention (eh)\n Stand on whatever I say\n I'll say it to your face, I don't do it in mentions (for real)\n I believe God had to put me through Hell\n So that I could learn me a lesson\n\n I was eleven (damn)\n Sharin' a bed with my dad, but didn't have a bedroom\n In a recession (yeah)\n Six of us in a Ford Explorer, didn't have leg-room\n Everything's destined (so)\n It was inevitable I take on his aggression\n Mad at the world 'cause I'm feelin' rejected\n Guess that I gotta die to be a legend\n\n La-la-la, la-la-la-la\n La-woo-la, la-la-la-la (turn up)\n\n Holy shit\n Showin', showin' naked ass\n C-Town, bring them slabs out (boom, boom, boom)\n\n Open the toilet and took a piss\n Open my mouth, I'm talkin' shit (uh)\n Open accounts 'cause this money don't fit in the safe\n My accountant can't count this shit\n Hm, this look counterfeit\n If I wear it, it's priceless, can't count the fit (yeah)\n Stack it up tall as a mountain is (yeah)\n I grow money on trees like a botanist\n\n (When you droppin' this?) Right now\n I just made the hardest shit I ever heard right now\n Wait a minute\n Look where I was and where I'm at right now\n In a plane with no passengers in it\n Over Cleveland, 'bout to touchdown\n\n I got the car keys in the Carhartt\n I don't need 'em, know I push and the car start (skrrt)\n I got the icing like a Pop Tart\n And I stay spittin' fire like a Charizard (hah)\n\n I used to be broke, couldn't afford a heater\n Way back in the day when I was openin' for Wiz Khalifa (yeah)\n I just got myself out of an misdemeanor\n He said that he wasn't there, I told him that I wasn't either (I wasn't)\n I broke every bone except my middle finger (fuck you)\n Only had a heartbreak once, I won't have two\n Free Young Thug, pourin' two liter\n Why's everybody singin' like they're Dua Lipa? (Yeah)\n La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (yeah)\n\n Ayy, we doin' this shit one take\n Green light, don't stop, go\n\n I wear chains with my shirt off when I get my dick sucked\n And she keep it in her throat like she got the hiccups\n I ain't talkin' 'bout no mouth though if we hit the lick up\n I don't sell, I used to snort this shit, open that brick up\n I don't give a fuck about who streamin', pull the list up\n I'm a father, look at what I did to raise these kids up\n There won't be a day I need a vest under my zip-up\n 'Cause every time they tried to send a shot, it always missed us (doo, drr)\n\n I hear that shit in real life\n I do not fear the afterlife\n My cousin tried to suffocate me, he said the voice in his head was Jesus Christ\n Healin' my bruise with a piece of ice\n I held on myself when I needed a family\n Instead, I was left to my own device\n Swallowed the pill like a piece of rice\n I slept in the attic, had demon nights\n\n That's in the house off Lee Road\n I saw my friend's eyes change\n Now he just a body with no soul\n I been in the game, got a lot of exes\n Look like a cheat code\n I had a couple rappers leavin' out the spot with their teeth broke (shh)\n\n You can see the double Rs when I creep slow (when I creep slow)\n You can't have my dick if you can't deep-throat (no)\n Yeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low\n I create the wave, but I don't own no beach clothes\n\n Lately, I made a lot of enemies\n Lately, I been goin' through it mentally\n So, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public\n Protectin' my energy (yeah)\n Spiritually, you couldn't measure me (no)\n My soul has been here for a century (yeah)\n We came out of high school together\n And now he tweakin' of the methamphetamine\n\n (La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) we throwin' Ls like\n (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real up-the-way-shit\n (La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) you see the double Xs\n (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch\n (La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) throwin' Ls like\n (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real Cleveland shit\n (La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) you see those double Xs\n (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch\n Yeah, meet me on floor thirteen\n"}]