Giovanni Davinci - Alive

Oh yeah this is smooth right here, man
It's Mellow Music, let's go
Feelin' like money, I been in my bag
Got the Party rockin' from the front to the back
On the grind, we never lack
Gotta know to line it up first, then attack
C'mon, c'mon
So alive, and we know how to live
C'mon, c'mon
Wave your hands side to side like this
Seen people with so much money fuck it up
Seen some with no money rise up
Plot and plan and get their life in order
Always sure about their life, never kinda sorta
They like to glorify, the life you see on TV and IG
They be fallin' for the traps easily, but not me
When I get my own wave, is when they try to sign me
I'll be the number one pick, like Kyrie
Yeah I left school, but I still keep it classy
Never took a day off
'Till this hard work pay off, my car loan paid off
White folk money, lay back, just play golf
So much cake, have a god damn bake off
Pop champagne, like we won the playoffs
Everything in abundance, fuck the assumptions
This for the soul, homie not that club shit
Write so much, get my own book published
Say a smooth line, and she already blushing
Don't gotta say it, just feel it
Vibe to it, embrace it
So many want it all, but they're lacking patience
Label me thirsty, 'till I found the oasis
Now they come frequently, in a consistent basis
One strike basis, when it comes to the flaking
And I never stop working, while they sleeping hibernating, c'mon
Been real one, since my ultra sound
When shit hit the fan, who gon' hold it down?
Great friends, strong team, that loyalty
Young kings, young queens that royalty
Been real one, since my ultra sound
When shit hit the fan, who gon' hold it down?
Great friends, strong team, that loyalty
Young kings, young queens that royalty
Feelin' like money, I been in my bag
Got the Party rockin' from the front to the back
On the grind, we never lack
Gotta know to line it up first, then attack
C'mon, c'mon
So alive, and we know how to live
C'mon, c'mon
Wave your hands side to side like this
Best city in the world
Different flavors, pretty girls
From the city where the sun shine at night
Go to your city, come here, you'll never go back
Lowell, rock wit me
P Ville, rock wit me
Acre, rock wit me
Highlands, rock wit me
South rock wit me
Belvi, rock wit me
Best city in the world, and ya know that, know that, yeah

Written by:
Billy Garcia

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