Ese 40'z - Smiling faces lyrics

(Smiling Faces – Hook) Smiling faces… Sometimes… Pretend to be your friend… Smiling faces… Show no traces… Of the evil that lurks within… Smiling faces… Smiling faces… Sometimes… They don't tell the truth… Smiling faces… Smiling faces… Sometimes… They don't tell the truth… Smiling faces… Smiling faces… Tell lies… And I've got proof… (Ese 40'z – Verse One) Smiling face… In the dark… Try to snatch my soul… But I'll snatch your heart… f** fake friends… Who stabbing backs… Talk about a bad day… I live a life like that… And I ain't got much time… Unfold the scandal… Light um up real fine… Bout uh blow the candle… Ain't no more light… Let the darkness shine… Up in a tank full of sharks… With a heartless mind… I see evil smiles… And wicked smirks… 51-50 styles… While the sickness works… Up in my mind point blank… I'm uh let um know… f** a fake… And snake… And a ghetto ho… Who trying to set me up… Wet me up… And do me shade… But never come up to my face… So we could catch a fade… And with these haters never that… Cuz they would rather blast… I got um standing in a line… And it gathers fast… With a sinful grin… Another friendly face… That's gonna put me in the pin… Or put me through a case… (Smiling Faces – Hook) Smiling faces… Smiling faces… Sometimes… They don't tell the truth… Smiling faces… Smiling faces… Tell lies… And I've got proof… (Ese 40'z – Verse Two) Smile and glance... Blue devil's dance… I'm looking in the mirror… For another chance… To gain back my soul… But I know the price… With all these demons in my mix… Ain't no wrong and right… I got fifty-one ways… With fifty plays… “40 Ounce” dreams… Gotta get me blazed… Another smiling face… One of many… Them sideways looks… Ain't worth a penny… Scandalous streets… My stomping grounds… In the valley with no sleep… I go off and drown… “40 Ounce” malt liquor… To the dome… Phantoms in my range… Imitate and clone… But they can't be me… Even smiling hoes… Try to walk and talk sweet… Climbing out they clothes… But I see right through… All the sly and slick… Cuz I'm a wicked mothaf**a… All high and sh**… Selling dreams… Plotting schemes… Are the streets I know… In the land of entrap… I got the proof to show… (Smiling Faces – Hook)