they say you aint promised 2morrow [So Smile]

"[Trae] I remember comin' up able 2 love nigga, watchin' niggas fukk over
they own, see I kept it realer
but bein' real aint really always what niggas make it 2 be
I never thought we'd make it and I'd have niggas hatin uhh G
I got enough shit that I deal with on tha day 2 day
penitentiaries and life after death dont seem 2 go away
even though I never know tha outkomes, its always safe 2 pray
and try 2 do my best 2 understand he write uhh rhyme away
I gotta kall from Mista Rogers just tha other day, tellin me he by my side
Im like whad tha full yous talkin bout til he told me Lorna died
it fukked me up so much I kouldnt even go to tha wake
but if her family kalled, Im gon' make sure that they straight
its like this part of my life I live is damn near mastered
tha more people I love, tha more they get took away faster
sometimes I feel I talk 2 God lil more than tha pastor
probably been livin' 2 make sure my son never bekome uhh bastard
Ive never been tha one 2 quit, Ive always been tha leader
but I feel this world is like uhh bitch and I know I dont need her
if I ever had this, I never took the time 2 meet her so I feel uhh frown akross my face tha only way 2 greet her in tha process of bein Trae, I missed out as uhh child
probably kuz reality must stop
and they told my kousin death before he thirty after chekkin his pile
he died at 28 so how the fukk am I supposed to smile
[Styles P]
Styles dont smile
tha hood 2 foul
tha lil niggas is wild
man lost trial
hit him with some numbers, he aint eatin, doin chow
he aint even sleepin, he been thinkin bout his child
its real fukked up but he wont see him for uhh while
same bullshit, tryna get you uhh money pile
you dont see tha reefer or tha jail doors lokked
I keep uhh tech with tha air holes kokked
now I dont wanna shoot or get shot
but Pinero's not
gon' fukk with these fukk niggas or air those Lox
its real hard 2 sleep when its money on tha mind and murder on tha mind
puffin on tha dutch with uhh fist full of iron
somebody mom kryin kuz somebody boy dyin, its tha same old shit
wait til tha funeral, same old trip
krakk money, rap money, tha same old grip
ask Trae, kouldve smiled out in Texas, livin rekkless
said tha krakkers gon' get you, but niggas will leave you breathless
shit, Ima winner
more like uhh sinner
tryna make it 2 dinner
then live after breakfast, ya kno
[Jadakiss]
nothin 2 smile about
these lil niggas is wildin out
do somethin 2 em, they dialin out
everybody lookin at you like you fouling out
every hood, everywhere, thats what its now about
tha shootas is half ya age
give you half tha gage
daily news, half tha page
known as uhh thug, now he aint just fly
kouple months in the group home in DFY
truthfully, whad koulda been pended but never did
and he slid
as uhh youthful offender cuz he uhh kid
problem is, tha person he shot was connected
he koming home thinkin niggas is sweet and dont expect it
big but hes still young
2 him its still fun
360 waves, new gear, blue steel gun
they say you aint promised 2morrow
they got tha drop and hit him right in his head with uhh hollow" - "Smile"
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