Lyrics Frowns to Smiles - Andradece

If I was ten years younger, I'd take it back, go slower
And get all my stupid affairs in order
I'll tell the younger me, "Don't be scared to dream
And fight the demons that tap your shoulder G," huh
The illest of minds don't ever recover

Surplus of time and money when you have no lovers
Tune out the drama, you don't need that brother
Rap is all you need to breathe my G
All is you need is each other, oh

You caught me mad, I'm an awful act
I love to drag others down a narcissistic path
To get you to crack, to understand the reason I rap
And give my childhood a second chance to change the person I am

Too old to change or go back
Too young to care where I'm at
Did this myself, I ain't hiring staff
I'm the president, the CEO, VP and chairman

I'm the receptionist and young intern who runs the errands
Ratio based, I calculate Win-Loss
I read the contract, let me share my thoughts
Make sure to add a "Do Whatever I Want" clause

I need guarantees, I'm not here for a coin toss (nah)
I don't sign without creative control
I'm the key to the vault, I unlock it all like a code
You living at home, college dorms, or freshmen halls
From teens up to menopause, I'm universal, yo

If I was vile, I'd travel back in time, yo
Profit and steal from psycho's
Steal their minds, make them my own
If I go back in time, yo
Would I be more successful?
Learn from mistakes and trails
Turn all my frowns to smiles

Stunt my class, stunt on the staff
Stunt on my ex, stunt on the teachers who doubted
Now look where I'm at
Millions of avenues, flip a U-ey or make a left

Pac and Biggie is as big as they get
I had to dissect every single rhyme that they said
Turned on the radio, I heard 50-Cent
And Slim Shady was next

I discovered rap, that's how it began
I told myself, "I'd rather die than to put down the pen," yeah
Who would've guessed it, anticipating the future
Make a living from audio files on a computer
Do a show and slaughter the stage
Weaponizing my pain

Full on insane, I'm the genius Lex Luther, yeah
Your flow is basic, watered down like it's raining
If your record label called for a feature, I wouldn't take it
Catching flame on the 'gram, that's the only fire you making
You only here 'cause you paid every radio station

My style's authentic, my car has been dented
I got no incentive for family, I'm overprotective
I'm on some new methods
Psychologist believe I'm demented
He gave me some meds, I started reading to follow directions

And take it with breakfast
Sorry doc, I'm a little selective
I don't put in effort, I don't feel like you'll help me get better
I'm not at the center, to you, I'm just a kid, I don't matter
Heck of storyline, let's see how he performs under presser

If I was vile, I'd travel back in time, yo
Profit and steal from psychos
Steal their minds, make them my own
If I go back in time, yo
Would I be more successful?
Learn from mistakes and trails
Turn all my frowns to smiles

Yeah
All those frowns (all those frowns)
I should've turned around (should've turned around)
All those frowns, I could've turned and flipped them up from down

If I go back in time, yo
Would I be more successful?
Learn from mistakes and trails
Turn all my frowns to smiles