Smile
This is high society no one knows sobriety
In with the promised land, out with notoriety
On this side of Tennessee the infamy is rising in a flood of blind people
Nigga open up to eyes and see
And if I die today then it's the pride in me
Check my autopsy tell me what's inside of me
It's all love until a fuck nigga got beef
I'll die from thirst if ion rub on some ass cheeks
Rub on some ass cheeks, use to wanna run the game like a fucking track meet
I'm gone always be the same person I was last week
If I ever see a change nigga cashapp me
Imma East Side nigga with ambitions to be great as Alexander
Look through my eyes see my view too panoramic
See niggas busting shots but lose a homie they can't stand it
Hope they put gats away to see some peace across the planet motha fucka
Yeah you know where to go
To the top where they glow
Tell me is you okay is you okay
Show yo smile to the world it's gone be okay
Yeah you know where to go
To the top where they glow
Tell me is you okay is you okay
Show yo smile to the world it's gone be okay
When you at the top it's hard to see the bottom
Fear is an illusion I ain't got no problems
Back in high school they didn't even notice me
Now I'm Hanging with the ballers I don't know defeat
All my past hoes know I'm good they can't get ova me
All yo past beefs fake taste just like that processed meat
Let my people go Set my niggas free
I'm smiling in my mugshot when they process me
In with the promised land, out with notoriety
On this side of Tennessee the infamy is rising in a flood of blind people
Nigga open up to eyes and see
And if I die today then it's the pride in me
Check my autopsy tell me what's inside of me
It's all love until a fuck nigga got beef
I'll die from thirst if ion rub on some ass cheeks
Rub on some ass cheeks, use to wanna run the game like a fucking track meet
I'm gone always be the same person I was last week
If I ever see a change nigga cashapp me
Imma East Side nigga with ambitions to be great as Alexander
Look through my eyes see my view too panoramic
See niggas busting shots but lose a homie they can't stand it
Hope they put gats away to see some peace across the planet motha fucka
Yeah you know where to go
To the top where they glow
Tell me is you okay is you okay
Show yo smile to the world it's gone be okay
Yeah you know where to go
To the top where they glow
Tell me is you okay is you okay
Show yo smile to the world it's gone be okay
When you at the top it's hard to see the bottom
Fear is an illusion I ain't got no problems
Back in high school they didn't even notice me
Now I'm Hanging with the ballers I don't know defeat
All my past hoes know I'm good they can't get ova me
All yo past beefs fake taste just like that processed meat
Let my people go Set my niggas free
I'm smiling in my mugshot when they process me
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Writer(s): Matthew Faulkner
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