Smile Songtext
von FattMack
Smile Songtext
Yeah
On God
That′s why they hatin' on us
Uh
That′s why they hatin' on us
It been a while since I done seen your smile, girl, you should laugh more
I'm out the country, if you wanna come where I′m at, you need passports (yeah)
In high school, we was wildin′, -, we had fire up in our JanSports (huh)
My brother, he campin' out, he in the bushes, late night, waitin′ for 'em (yeah)
I′m tryna put down these pills, but I need help, so I'm still takin′ more (yeah)
If a - reach for my neck, his - gettin' stretched, I got my chains on (yeah)
I know I'm that - now, I talk different, I got my paper up
Know these f- - wanna be me, they ain′t got no cheese, that′s why they hatin' on us
He walk ′round actin' gangsta, you know he prankin′, the f- he fakin' for?
E′ry time I go outside, I got my fire, I can't make this s- up
I pay my brother a dime to go and slide, he ain't gon′ miss or nothin′
-, you know I just want head, that's what I said when I first hit you up
They might be poppin′ they -, they might be lit, but them - ain't rich as us
Don′t know why when I call your phone, you never pick it up
I couldn't decide on which ho that I wanted, so I just f- ′em both
I just kept on tryin', at one point I was homeless, now the crib got steps
You know I love you long, if you left me, I'd be all by myself
You know ain′t no new homies, if you my friend, -, I love you to death
Just tell me if you love me, but if you don′t, then you ain't gotta say nothin′ else
If I doze off, just tap me, girl, you know how the drugs be
It been a while since I done seen your smile, girl, you should laugh more
I'm out the country, if you wanna come where I′m at, you need passports (yeah)
In high school, we was wildin', -, we had fire up in our JanSports (huh)
My brother, he campin′ out, he in the bushes, late night, waitin' for 'em (yeah)
I′m tryna put down these pills, but I need help, so I′m still takin' more (yeah)
If a - reach for my neck, his - gettin′ stretched, I got my chains on (yeah)
I know I'm that - now, I talk different, I got my paper up
Know these - - wanna be me, they ain′t got no cheese, that's why they hatin′ on us
On God
That′s why they hatin' on us
Uh
That′s why they hatin' on us
It been a while since I done seen your smile, girl, you should laugh more
I'm out the country, if you wanna come where I′m at, you need passports (yeah)
In high school, we was wildin′, -, we had fire up in our JanSports (huh)
My brother, he campin' out, he in the bushes, late night, waitin′ for 'em (yeah)
I′m tryna put down these pills, but I need help, so I'm still takin′ more (yeah)
If a - reach for my neck, his - gettin' stretched, I got my chains on (yeah)
I know I'm that - now, I talk different, I got my paper up
Know these f- - wanna be me, they ain′t got no cheese, that′s why they hatin' on us
He walk ′round actin' gangsta, you know he prankin′, the f- he fakin' for?
E′ry time I go outside, I got my fire, I can't make this s- up
I pay my brother a dime to go and slide, he ain't gon′ miss or nothin′
-, you know I just want head, that's what I said when I first hit you up
They might be poppin′ they -, they might be lit, but them - ain't rich as us
Don′t know why when I call your phone, you never pick it up
I couldn't decide on which ho that I wanted, so I just f- ′em both
I just kept on tryin', at one point I was homeless, now the crib got steps
You know I love you long, if you left me, I'd be all by myself
You know ain′t no new homies, if you my friend, -, I love you to death
Just tell me if you love me, but if you don′t, then you ain't gotta say nothin′ else
If I doze off, just tap me, girl, you know how the drugs be
It been a while since I done seen your smile, girl, you should laugh more
I'm out the country, if you wanna come where I′m at, you need passports (yeah)
In high school, we was wildin', -, we had fire up in our JanSports (huh)
My brother, he campin′ out, he in the bushes, late night, waitin' for 'em (yeah)
I′m tryna put down these pills, but I need help, so I′m still takin' more (yeah)
If a - reach for my neck, his - gettin′ stretched, I got my chains on (yeah)
I know I'm that - now, I talk different, I got my paper up
Know these - - wanna be me, they ain′t got no cheese, that's why they hatin′ on us
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