Lyrics:
know what I'm sayin'
That sound-that sound like the life I wanna live
Ay
That's just what I heard
Sharp widdit, I'm Zoro with some nappy hair
Clean cut,
advisor
i’m Glad to be alive
God helped me survive
Woke up with a smile
cuz I open up my eyes
I’m a winner
homie I am a survivor
I Don’t respond to demons
in the orchard, picked it all away
Something arrogant and harmless, I think you were afraid
On the concrete by the shed, after rain
Advisor to your
Another life home, to listen to my psych, I got a bit to unpack
My name is L E V I, I'm here to live or to die
Every second fucks my mind, so I severed
my all
Go make them withdrawals
Go to QB
Buy some stuff for the park
Buy some stuff for the buildings
Planners for children
Financial advisor
Middle
Cocoa butter on my black skin
A li'l Portsmouth in my blaccent
Protect by forces when I'm crashing
Took courses in the past tense
Ain't pass shit!
got sum 2 prove
But emotionally scarred by the face of you
And no sheep should advice me too
I'm a black sheep want 3 bags full
And live fat like Majin
Donald’s favorite
Get rid of the troth speaking advisor shit
Get rid of the troth speaking advisor shit
This scene is his, nothing here is fake
Unless
still a run
Like water them drag mi name inna the mud
Financial advisor yow mi all about the funds
But if a physically yow the clip haffi guh done
Live
Eliminating rivals
Casting out advisors
Absolute control will reveal his true desires
Orgies, gluttony, a violent lust
Behold half of Rome, crumbled to dust
Doesn’t really matter what you look like
Everybody lives life
Right? Right?
Black Skin, White skin, Coloured skin
Asian, African, American
Doesn’t really
more like men in school, Girl, I'm still not all alone, now that you
Can't live in that great penthouse, I be your Financial advisor, financial advisor
payments to make
County building's on my ass
Tryna take my food stamps away
I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here
I beat yo' ass if
payments to make
County building's on my ass
Tryna take my food stamps away
I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here
I beat yo' ass if
I'll be touching your skin
Kissing your skin, feeling your skin
I'll be touching your skin
Kissing your skin, feeling your skin
I feel like I've
Stop selling all our land to Chinese where our mothers live
This that shit for family
Mamma saw me thought she seen a ghost
Talk to God like it can't be
to be the mule of the world
You check on us before we get to check on you
Say we good but you be knowing that ain't true
Creative partner, advisor
30,000 just for luggage
Financial advisor buggin' flower boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated tell yo cousin ain't nobody fucking with him
Man, now they go
an aura of saintliness to the office-seekers who demand them. If a few
key phrases are thrown into any speech (as the expert advisors explain to
these
when ya go!
Oh oh oh
Mystical Advisor
What is my problem, tell me
Can you see?
L. Ron Hoover:
Well, you have nothing to fear, my son!
You are
to the office-seekers who
Demand them if a few key phrases
Are thrown into any speech (as the
Expert advisors explain to these various
Heads of state) votes will
Roll in,
It's a kodak moment
We the three live crew
She like dark skin niggas
Like I'm kodak to
Bitch I'm in the strip club
With ho you call boo
And she
on my back but ain't no cobra in us
I hit you with the flex, I hit you with the swoo
Diamonds lie on my chest, still I live in my truth
I give Cupid
on
Everybody
Bacon Skin
Alfred, we got to get the hell outta here
Oh Lord
Let's go over, yo, let's, let's.
Is this where you live Alfred?
Is this
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