paroles de chanson Smile - Rod Wave
Chin
up
beats,
you're
gonna
get
it
Drell's
on
the
track
SephGotTheWaves
Mmm,
uh,
uh
This
for
them
tribulations
and
trails
I
finally
got
a
smile
for
all
the
frowns
I
finally
get
to
make
my
mama
proud
Start
a
family,
bought
a
house
I
finally
see
what
pops
was
talking
'bout
But
it
was
hard
lookin'
up
when
I
was
down
(I
was
down)
I
was
down
bad
and
bummy
They
were
laughin'
at
me
but
it
wasn't
funny
Imagine
me
in
the
bottom
as
a
youngin',
on
to
any
given
Sunday
Tryna
find
a
way
to
get
some
money
We
cut
grass
to
get
cash
when
we
was
hungry
Stealin'
chicken
out
of
Publix
Nigga
grab
a
box
and
go
to
runnin'
Niggas
never
gave
me
nothin',
so
it's
fuck
'em
(so
it's
fuck
'em)
Was
ballin'
on
a
budget
I
remember
ballin'
on
a
budget
(budget)
I
was
fine
'til
my
mind
got
corrupted
(corrupted)
Used
to
want
to
be
a
Firefighter
or
a
Teacher
(yeah,
yeah)
'Til
niggas
came
through
on
the
22's
and
booming
speakers
(yeah,
yeah)
My
mind
changed
instantly
Mom
didn't
even
know
what
gotten
into
me
(into
me)
Thuggin'
hard,
stealin'
cars
and
shootin'
at
the
enemies
I
used
to
hit
my
knees
and
pray
I'd
find
them
things
for
ten
a
piece
'Til
then,
we
slow
grind
and
break
it
down
to
ten
a
G
(ten
a
G)
'Til
then,
slow
grind
and
break
it
down
to
ten
a
G
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
know
you
remember
me
Back
in
11th
grade,
was
addicted
to
poppin'
seals
(poppin'
seals)
I
love
to
sip
that
lean,
I
like
the
way
it
make
me
feel
(make
me
feel)
The
smile
up
on
my
face,
bae,
'cause
I
been
swallowing
pills
(yeah)
Couldn't
focus
in
class,
my
mind
was
stuck
on
them
M's
(on
me
M's)
Get
to
thinking
'bout
my
past
That
shit
be
giving
me
chills
(give
me
chills)
I
never
thought
I'd
see
the
day
I
get
a
record
deal
Move
my
baby
mama
to
the
hills,
fuck
the
drama,
babe,
let's
live
In
the
Bahamas
tryna
heal
Tell
me
your
problems
and
your
fears,
yeah
(yeah,
yeah)
And
all
of
them
niggas
on
the
internet
be
hoes
(they
be
hoes)
You
the
type
of
nigga
I
hated
when
I
was
broke
(broke
for
real)
You
the
type
of
nigga
see
this
pole
and
be
froze
I'm
the
type
of
nigga
Get
jealous
and
rob
him
out
of
his
clothes
(clothes
for
real)
By
the
time
you
jumped
off
the
porch
I
was
in
the
middle
of
the
road
(I
was
in
the
road)
When
you
got
down
the
street,
I
was
already
headed
home
(headed
home)
On
the
porch
knockin',
lookin'
for
love
but
it
was
gone
(it
was
gone)
Thank
God
I
found
my
passion
in
these
songs
This
for
them
tribulations
and
trials
Things
lookin'
up,
when
I
was
down
It
was
hard
tryna
get
it
off
the
ground
Tribulations
and
trials
You
couldn't
take
my
shoes
and
walk
a
mile
Finna
put
them
diamonds
in
my
mouth,
'cause
now
I
got
a
reason
to
smile
A
reason
to
smile,
reason
to
smile
A
reason
to
smile
Reason
to
smile,
a
reason
to
smile
A
reason
to
smile
Reason
to
smile,
a
reason
to
smile
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