Smiling Faces

Lyrics

[Intro] You now rockin' with a DJ Don production [Chorus] Smiling faces sometimes Pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces Of the evil that lurks within [Verse 1] O-o-okay I'm on it, niggas know that I'm on it I ain't too big on posin', but hater, picture me rollin' My neck and my wrist be frozen, diamonds on somethin' golden I'm dope and be spittin' potent, Pro' hotter than somethin' stolen They be like that nigga holdin', swangin' and comin' down The coldest thing in my city, bitch, even in summer time Some niggas used to be knockin', I pull up like, "What up now?" See now is my trunk that's knockin', shit sound like a drummer line And it's thumpin' it be like, uh System kickin', it sound like a hostage up in my trunk And my team in the buildin', its poppin', we got it crunk VIP, every hand got a bottle in it Rose and a lotta women, while the haters just watch us winnin' Man, I hate these ho boppin' niggas, who pretend like they partners with ya But they hate, bro, 'cause ya weight up and they ain't your partners, they out to get ya Fuck them, I can't stop them, killin' on the road, boy, I'm pilin' paper Too high to look down on haters, my throne a hunnid miles away from these— [Chorus] Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes They don't tell the truth Smiling faces, smiling faces Tell lies and I got proof [Verse 2] O-o-okay you see it, ho, I know that you see it These VVSs is gleamin', this candy paint at its sweetest My nephew, he gettin' older, so more dinero I need it So on that corner I'm grindin', in Texas, we call this bleedin' He killin', I can't believe it, Pro' be spittin' that fire These swanggers is lookin' class and they pokin' out of my tires The freshest one in my class and these rappers hope I expire But you winnin' that is never, this in your dreams, no Maliah I'm floatin' can't get no higher, double cup celebration This DJ Screw in my styra', drank-drank-drankin', drankin', drankin' 'Til I'm passin out like a flyer Stunnin' on 'em, years I've been modest And now I'm king in this bitch, and they can't do shit about it These niggas talk 'bout a movement, but it wouldn't be shit with out 'em Shout out my niggas that's movin', I see you niggas, keep grindin' A couple rappers is losin' and thinkin' beef is the option But ain't no dissin', my nigga, 'cause when I see you, it's poppin', I'm turnin' [Chorus] Smiling faces (To frowns), smiling faces sometimes (Haha, yeah) They don't tell the truth (It's Pro') Smiling faces, smiling faces (DJ Don, nigga) Tell lies and I got proof (Ridin' with me for life, boy)