Smile Lyrics - Singles - Trae

Intro (Trae) 

You know 

I never did understand why they always told me to smile 

S*** 

It ain't too much s*** I gave a smile for 

Real talk 

Yo still a a**hole by nature 

Peep game 

Verse 1 (Trae) 

I remember comin' up able to love n***a watchin' n****z f*** over 

They over sea I kept it reala 

But bein' real ain't really always what n****z make it to be 

I never thought we'd make it and I'd have n****z hatin' a G 

I got enough s*** that I deal with on the day to day 

Penitentiary's the life after death don't seem to go away 

Even though I never know the outcomes it's always safe to pray 

And try to do my best to understand he write a rhyme away 

I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side 

I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died 

It f***ed me up so much I couldn't even go to the wake 

But if her family called I'm gon' make sure that they straight 

It's like this part of my life I live is damn near mastered 

The more people I love the more they get took away faster 

Sometimes I feel I talk to God a lil more than the pastor 

Prob'ly been livin' to make sure my son never become a bastard 

I've never been the one to quit I've always been the leader 

But I feel this world is like a b***h and I know I don't need her 

If I ever had this I never took the time to meet her 

So I feel a frown across my face the only way to greet her 

In the process of bein' Trae I missed out as a child 

Prob'ly cuz reality must stop 

And they told my cousin death before he thirty after checkin' his pile 

He died at 28 so how the f*** am I supposed to smile s*** 

(Styles P) 

I don't know my n***a 

I ask myself the same s*** everyday 

How the f*** am I supposed to smile 

Life's real over here though 

Y'know 

Verse 2 (Styles P) 

Styles don't smile 

The hood too foul 

The lil n****z is wild 

Men lost trial 

Hit 'em with some numbers he ain't eatin' doin' chow 

He ain't even sleepin' he been thinkin' 'bout his child 

It's real f***ed up but he won't see him for a while 

Same bulls*** try'na get you a money pile 

You don't see the reefer or the jail doors locked 

I keep a tech with the air holes cocked 

Now I don't wanna shoot or get shot 

But Pinero's not 

Gon' f*** with these f*** n****z or air those Lox 

It's real hard to sleep when its money on the mind and 

Murder on the mind 

Puffin' on the dutch with a fist full of iron 

Somebody mom cryin' cuz somebody boy dyin' 

It's the same ol' s*** 

Wait till the funeral 

Same ol' trip 

Crack money rap money 

The same ol' grip 

As Trae could've smiled out in Texas 

Livin' reckless 

If the cops gon' get you but n****z'll leave you breathless 

S*** I'm a winner 

More like a sinner 

Try'na make it to dinner 

Then live after breakfast 

Y'know 

(Styles P) 

Trae 

S.P. 

How the f*** are we suppose to smile 

Man 

Answer me that 

Maybe I'll f***in' smile 

Y'know 

Verse 3 (Jadakiss) 

Nothin' to smile about 

These lil n****z is wildin' out 

Do somethin' to 'em they dialin' out 

Everybody lookin' at you like you foulin' out 

Every hood everywhere that's what it's now about 

The shootas is half your age 

Give you half the gage 

Daily news half the page 

Known as a thug now he ain't just fly 

Couple months in the group home in DFY 

Truthfully what could have been pended but never did 

And he slid 

As a youthful offender cuz he's a kid 

Problem is 

The person he shot was connected 

He comin' home thinkin' he's sweet and don't expect it 

Big but he's still young 

To him it's still fun 

360 waves new gear blue steel gun 

They say you ain't promised tomorrow 

They got the drop and hit him right in his head with a hollow