"Bad Advice" lyrics

"Bad Advice"
(feat. Sy Ari Da Kid)

LJ for president

[Sy Ari da Kid (Lloyd Banks):]
Girl
Don't listen to your friends they gon' leach
They can't even keep a man, they only
Really only want what you got on the low, we
Can't get no good advice from our own homies
Watch 'em (Watch 'em)
Yeah, just watch 'em (Yeah)
I'm on some G shit, no, we ain't with that gossip
'Cause we don't want them problems
She gon' hold it down, she a rider (Yo)
And she know I got us

[Lloyd Banks:]
Yo!
Moving forward, you should never have to think of goin' backwards
You know you ain't posted nothin' when the flip don't match the caption (Uh!)
As the day builds, we busy, never understood relaxin'
Breaking day still, there's plenty time for sleepin' in my casket (Yeah!)
You get sick of all the stupid shit, rather someone to laugh with
If you think you can do better, go and catch it, then match it
I done spent so many days out the country, picked up the accent
When you runnin' through this life fast, minor hiccups'll happen (Uh!)
I'ma make it all again, you think money replaces talent? (Huh!)
You use to hate about 'em look dummy you made the album
(You made the album)
I made desirements outta a insane asylum (Right)
Celebratin' vacate to the Cayman Islands (Uh)
Them people be watchin', be mindful of names ya shoutin'
Nothin' but headaches came outta them famous problems (Problems)
Dug my way outta hole, nobody came and got em' (Nah!)
Know how to tell a hater when you spot em' (Yeah!)

[Sy Ari da Kid:]
Girl
Don't listen to your friends they gon' leach
They can't even keep a man, they only
Really only want what you got on the low, we
Can't get no good advice from our own homies
Watch 'em (Watch 'em)
Yeah, just watch 'em (Yeah)
I'm on some G shit, no, we ain't with that gossip
'Cause we don't want them problems
She gon' hold it down, she a rider
And she know I got us

[Lloyd Banks:]
Yo
Tell me where you been and I'll show you the spots you never went
Commas to all those cakin', neverminds for the negligent (Uh!)
Money, mary, pussy and power ain't been a better scent
Expectations for me, gotta level up with the regiment (Right)
Everything's priority, never sat where the peasants sit
And I done rolled up even Blue's recovery, urban legend shit (Uh!)
You make it longer when movin' round like the president
Being available don't make you relevant (Yeah!)
Benzo for bent nights, heliport for the hell of it
For he don't got the right to bear arms, like the Revenant
Oh you don't know I'm hip, huh? Why go and set intelligence?
I'm handin' out dope high doses for evidence (Uh!)
Let's pop these bottles just for the sake of remembrance
I lost my way home and been after dollars ever since
Your goals'll have em' shoot at you, stay down and never flinch
B-A-N-K- dollar sign Chris, nobody better, bitch

[Sy Ari da Kid:]
Girl
Don't listen to your friends they gon' leach
They can't even keep a man, they only
Really only want what you got on the low, we
Can't get no good advice from our own homies
Watch 'em (Watch 'em)
Yeah, just watch 'em (Yeah)
I'm on some G shit, no, we ain't with that gossip
'Cause we don't want them problems
She gon' hold it down, she a rider (She a rider)
And she know I got us

[Lloyd Banks:]
Right...
Uh!


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