Lyrics:
on Wall Street
When your index is low
Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums
They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets
They plead with you,
Street
When your index is low
Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums
They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets
They plead with you, buddy can
on Wall Street
When your index is low
Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums
They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets
They plead with you,
portfolio of low-cost index funds.
The book covers a wide range of topics related to investing, including the history of the stock market, the psychology
of creating a simple and disciplined investment plan that aligns with your long-term goals. The authors recommend investing in low-cost index funds, which
make it
10k this week now I feel like Jeff
So much bandz, feels like sex
No handshake
They might think I crave for a hand out I move low-key, index
of low-cost index funds that track the performance of a broad market index. Bogle argues that this approach is the most effective way for individual investors
throughout your retirement.
The book also covers the importance of investing in low-cost index funds, which offer broad diversification and low fees. Collins
I know you're toting chrome
Trigger finger never letting go
Pressure got you blowing strong
Only thing to balance out the lows
Thumb and index by
When your index is low
Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums
They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets
They plead with you, buddy can you
to take control of their financial future. Through a series of conversational and relatable anecdotes, Collins advocates for a minimalist and low
time with my family
Job climbing, ad spending, pattern of overworking
Crying while reflecting, low fee index fund investing
Playing video games with his
your life?
Keep your hands up
More direction?
Clap your hands two times
One direction? Stomp your feet two times
Real direction?
Invest in index
Bridge:
You have to stay calm. Because the index is low.
It's all over today. Soon it will increase by 2 zeros.
Then I will fill my pockets. Then I grab,
snow
Bring it high then drop it low
Now put your index finger on your toe
Let me find out baby girl a pro
She bussin splits doing tricks I never seen
index to my lows
These bitches can't get enough of me
They with they Luther Vandross
And I ain't no washer and dryer
But I'm quick to spin hoes
I need
Tell me fck you I'll tell you fck
You back with my index finger
I can flip on some killershit
But I'd rather keep cool
Keep it sober minded try not to
Be
Tell me "fuck you" I'll tell you fuck
You back with my index finger
I can flip on some killershit
But I'd rather keep cool
Keep it so remind it try not
down your pendulum
As I fiend MC's out with a blow that'll numb the
Appendix, I'm holding more more weight than Colombia
Index Interscope, we RCA, clan
my palm
Pressed against your throat
A pulse on my index beats in time again
As our bodies lie
As these bodies lie
And in this low light
Maybe tonight
Respectfully
Bucket on low like Erick and Parrish
Closed casket flow, all you niggas get deaded
They don't give you one single rose while you
niggas, that be showing you hand steps
Back to the dormitory, where niggas
Broke my forearm and index finger, now you write glory
True holding my flag,
index finger
I can flip on some killershit but I'd rather keep cool
Keep it so remind it try not to be a pussy like you
Nigga that cali cold attack,
the Revenue man shined up his badge
Set up in the woods North of a watermelon patch
Mr. Sam waved his index finger and laughed
Put his wingtip on the gas
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