Lirik Lagu Stop Giving Me Advice - Lyrical Lemonade, Dave & Jack Harlow
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Have you ever raised the value of everyone around you?Have you ever been so high they got to down you?Think pieces gettin' written about youHave you ever been to Italy and eaten Italian?Have you ever signed a deal that came with a medallion?Have you ever booked the club and came with a battalion?Have you been to Montana and seen the mountains?Have you ever looked around and felt the profound sense of pride?Have you ever had to hide where exactly you reside?Have you been to the Waffle House on Northside?Have you ever made a popstar wanna be your bride?Have you hugged someone and they cried?Have you had your heroes sit you down and give you the guide?Have you ever spoken somethin' into existenceOr do you just talk about other people's lives?
Stop givin' me advice (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Stop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStop
All this unsolicited advice from the guys gettin' booked for a quarter of my priceAll this red carpet shit, brand partnerships, I must've let y'all forget that boy niceNo Sprite, but life givin' me lemons with the limelight (Bom, bom, bom, bom)It's fine, victory's mineI lost the desire for bein' intimate at the end of my nightsI can do that at the end of my lifeYou know the phrase is "Business before pleasure"'Cause I'm bankin' on it bringin' me more pleasureThe pressure makes diamonds, and diamonds make more pressureAnd so on and so forth, okay, I'll give your four more measuresAnd more records with more effort than ever beforeI'm the youngin' on the team that's got a veteran courtThey know the formula, just give him space and let him recordAnd just remember what he said on the chorus
Stop givin' me advice (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Stop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStopStop givin' me advice (Yeah)Stop givin' me—, tsch (Yeah)Stop givin' me advice (Yeah)Stop
I know you feel love, feel shame, feel pride, I can see it in your eyesI met a fan at work, he told me it's his job on the sideAs if I'm unimpressed by his every day lifeNiggas die every day, need us every day lifeThe women that you idolise can never play wife to meWhen you done as many flights as me, long nights as meTook as many left turns to make right as meI'm in the middle of the veil like a bride to be, that's why I like to— (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Yeah, you left somebody that you love at the bottom of a mountain'Cah they afraid to climb it, have you changed your climate?Had her Insta' and made her change to private?Had to fly economy and make her change to private?Seen your nigga get nicked, and then go and catch a case just like him?Brought her to the game and she ain't excitedProbably 'cah my mum sat courtside 'fore I didAm I sick if I say I like women with mileage and trips to Knightsbridge?Aunt Jemima, trips in the park with my oldest riderTo test out the 9 like I loaned a strikerI'm a lone survivor, and the way I spell lone is A-L-O-A-NI don't ever wanna spend on a ho againBut I'm a fuckin' feminist, so I go againI'm on the road again, yeah (Bom, bom, bom, bom)You can't control what the heart feelsYou soon go broke, I see you blowin' it far stillDeath row, you niggas down to your last mealYou ever signed a seven-figure deal and the birds quill?Can't even call it breakfast, 'cah it wasn't your first mill'Forgotten birthdays, but remember your verse still, yeahYou ever fucked a super model and it sounds like skeletons dancin'?You feel numb to the praise and the memories passin'?You ever robbed someone and it sounds like askin'?Didn't have no food, so you'd disguise it as fastin'Had drugs, abuse perfumes tryna mask it (Bom, bom, bom, bom)You ever lived the life of an artist, escapin' darkness?Fines and you're payin' for parkin'You can tell how she fucked by the way that she glancingYour communication's bad, but you're rich, so she givin' you chancesAnd pretty women givin' you dancesI come with a pole, but she more Oliver than FrancisYou ever been—
Stop givin' me advice (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Stop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStopStop givin' me adviceStop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStop
Have you ever raised the value of everyone around you?Have you ever been so high they got to down you?Think pieces gettin' written about youHave you ever been to Italy and eaten Italian?Have you ever signed a deal that came with a medallion?Have you ever booked the club and came with a battalion?Have you been to Montana and seen the mountains?Have you ever looked around and felt the profound sense of pride?Have you ever had to hide where exactly you reside?Have you been to the Waffle House on Northside?Have you ever made a popstar wanna be your bride?Have you hugged someone and they cried?Have you had your heroes sit you down and give you the guide?Have you ever spoken somethin' into existenceOr do you just talk about other people's lives?
Stop givin' me advice (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Stop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStop
All this unsolicited advice from the guys gettin' booked for a quarter of my priceAll this red carpet shit, brand partnerships, I must've let y'all forget that boy niceNo Sprite, but life givin' me lemons with the limelight (Bom, bom, bom, bom)It's fine, victory's mineI lost the desire for bein' intimate at the end of my nightsI can do that at the end of my lifeYou know the phrase is "Business before pleasure"'Cause I'm bankin' on it bringin' me more pleasureThe pressure makes diamonds, and diamonds make more pressureAnd so on and so forth, okay, I'll give your four more measuresAnd more records with more effort than ever beforeI'm the youngin' on the team that's got a veteran courtThey know the formula, just give him space and let him recordAnd just remember what he said on the chorus
Stop givin' me advice (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Stop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStopStop givin' me advice (Yeah)Stop givin' me—, tsch (Yeah)Stop givin' me advice (Yeah)Stop
I know you feel love, feel shame, feel pride, I can see it in your eyesI met a fan at work, he told me it's his job on the sideAs if I'm unimpressed by his every day lifeNiggas die every day, need us every day lifeThe women that you idolise can never play wife to meWhen you done as many flights as me, long nights as meTook as many left turns to make right as meI'm in the middle of the veil like a bride to be, that's why I like to— (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Yeah, you left somebody that you love at the bottom of a mountain'Cah they afraid to climb it, have you changed your climate?Had her Insta' and made her change to private?Had to fly economy and make her change to private?Seen your nigga get nicked, and then go and catch a case just like him?Brought her to the game and she ain't excitedProbably 'cah my mum sat courtside 'fore I didAm I sick if I say I like women with mileage and trips to Knightsbridge?Aunt Jemima, trips in the park with my oldest riderTo test out the 9 like I loaned a strikerI'm a lone survivor, and the way I spell lone is A-L-O-A-NI don't ever wanna spend on a ho againBut I'm a fuckin' feminist, so I go againI'm on the road again, yeah (Bom, bom, bom, bom)You can't control what the heart feelsYou soon go broke, I see you blowin' it far stillDeath row, you niggas down to your last mealYou ever signed a seven-figure deal and the birds quill?Can't even call it breakfast, 'cah it wasn't your first mill'Forgotten birthdays, but remember your verse still, yeahYou ever fucked a super model and it sounds like skeletons dancin'?You feel numb to the praise and the memories passin'?You ever robbed someone and it sounds like askin'?Didn't have no food, so you'd disguise it as fastin'Had drugs, abuse perfumes tryna mask it (Bom, bom, bom, bom)You ever lived the life of an artist, escapin' darkness?Fines and you're payin' for parkin'You can tell how she fucked by the way that she glancingYour communication's bad, but you're rich, so she givin' you chancesAnd pretty women givin' you dancesI come with a pole, but she more Oliver than FrancisYou ever been—
Stop givin' me advice (Bom, bom, bom, bom)Stop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStopStop givin' me adviceStop givin' me—, tschStop givin' me adviceStop
