Kept On Smilin

Yeah, NorthSide

Uh
Back then hoes used to front on a nigga
I really don't know what's up with these niggas
Sometimes I try to figure it out
But to keep it a stack ion fuck with these niggas for real

I'm tryna get me a crib in the hills
Tryna sit back, kick my feet up and chill
Most of these niggas just tough on the internet

You a good kid nigga stop talkin bout drills, you a bitch up in real life

Used to treat me like shit now they treating me real nice
Hit her up on the gram just to see what ya bitch like
Hunnits on hunnits im stackin em real high in this bitch

Blowin a bitch back in The Ritz
Ima just stick to rap til im rich
Patek Philippe, a hunnit thou on my wrist
Bitch im elite, you know im goin up quick

I got a bad ass bitch on her knees
I had to run off the plug just to eat
Before this rap shit no one was fuckin wit me
I got racks bitch tell me where you wanna be

Yeah, just tell me where you wanna go
Take you on trips you get drunk on the boat
High as a bitch, might jump off the boat myself

Back then ian even love myself
I was trippin
Now I got it back oh yea
Too many drugs
I was goin thru hell, ian smoking no more and I mean it for real this time

Too many percs it was eating my mind up
Too many xannies you needa remind me
Just like Nick Cannon the kid was just wildin
But I never said shit just kept on smiling

I got a bad ass bitch on her knees
I had to run off the plug just to eat
Before this rap shit no one was fuckin wit me
I got racks bitch tell me where you wanna be

Yeah, just tell me where you wanna go
Take you on trips you get drunk on the boat
High as a bitch, might jump off the boat myself



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Writer(s): Stefan Cherenfant
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