Fake Smiles
When the universe align
And you in line with it's time
That's a lot of power to
Make you go out and climb
Fifty four mountains
Then treat the shit like it's fine
Whatever came to mind
I wrote it down on the paper
Just in case I favor
To hit the studio later
There is nothing greater
Then showing love to your hater
I show you I ain't bitter
Your nothing more then a traitor
Your very Mediocre
I'm starting to see the crater
If I wasn't a smoker
I'll probably become a drinker
If I wasn't a drinker
I'll probably become a thinker
I do it for my mama
And everyday I would thank her
I put her through the drama
When I was young I was stupid
Trying talk to me
About changing was useless
Look at the environment
In the street you see violence
Niggas barely trying if
You don't involve any money
Got to watch these bunnies
These bunnies hopping too funny
They only want the money
They'll curve me if I was bummy
Can't let it take it from me
I hold it down like I'm hungry
Now let me make this cheddar
It's better to leave the country
I'm down for whatever
Where ever you see my homies
When you finally realize
That you can't find any peace
That's enough stress
To make you jump out your sleep
That's enough stress
To make you smoke all the weed
I'm twenty five
But it feels like I'm sixity three
At twenty four
I was on go was in the streets
At twenty three
Now let me see let's Reminisce
At twenty two
Jennifer had my Jenesis
I played it cool
I played it smart and took a risk
I still thank God for my music
That's all I have
I met a lot of people
I shared smiles and we laughed
I always felt the evil
Among the people who pass
I know you want it equal
Well all you need is the mass
To put aside their differences
Come together at last
Maybe smoke some weed
That's what we need
Here's my last
Remember driving drunk
And you missed the curb
And you crashed
Just to get some pussy
And you ain't even much smash
But that was in the past
And we can leave in the back
I'm working on tracks
Just working within my spirits
I'm hoping that you hear it
I'm hoping that you can feel it
Cause there is nothing near it
I'm hoping that you can feel it
Nigga I'm with Chase
And Andre and BigRiik
I'm with Void and Mayan
And HB I'm with Krock The Indigo
That's how it goes I'm with Dose
We lose control we on the roll nigga
And you in line with it's time
That's a lot of power to
Make you go out and climb
Fifty four mountains
Then treat the shit like it's fine
Whatever came to mind
I wrote it down on the paper
Just in case I favor
To hit the studio later
There is nothing greater
Then showing love to your hater
I show you I ain't bitter
Your nothing more then a traitor
Your very Mediocre
I'm starting to see the crater
If I wasn't a smoker
I'll probably become a drinker
If I wasn't a drinker
I'll probably become a thinker
I do it for my mama
And everyday I would thank her
I put her through the drama
When I was young I was stupid
Trying talk to me
About changing was useless
Look at the environment
In the street you see violence
Niggas barely trying if
You don't involve any money
Got to watch these bunnies
These bunnies hopping too funny
They only want the money
They'll curve me if I was bummy
Can't let it take it from me
I hold it down like I'm hungry
Now let me make this cheddar
It's better to leave the country
I'm down for whatever
Where ever you see my homies
When you finally realize
That you can't find any peace
That's enough stress
To make you jump out your sleep
That's enough stress
To make you smoke all the weed
I'm twenty five
But it feels like I'm sixity three
At twenty four
I was on go was in the streets
At twenty three
Now let me see let's Reminisce
At twenty two
Jennifer had my Jenesis
I played it cool
I played it smart and took a risk
I still thank God for my music
That's all I have
I met a lot of people
I shared smiles and we laughed
I always felt the evil
Among the people who pass
I know you want it equal
Well all you need is the mass
To put aside their differences
Come together at last
Maybe smoke some weed
That's what we need
Here's my last
Remember driving drunk
And you missed the curb
And you crashed
Just to get some pussy
And you ain't even much smash
But that was in the past
And we can leave in the back
I'm working on tracks
Just working within my spirits
I'm hoping that you hear it
I'm hoping that you can feel it
Cause there is nothing near it
I'm hoping that you can feel it
Nigga I'm with Chase
And Andre and BigRiik
I'm with Void and Mayan
And HB I'm with Krock The Indigo
That's how it goes I'm with Dose
We lose control we on the roll nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Jeannot Stenor
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