Saba - Smile lyrics

Sweet west side Chicago, two-flat apartment Red brick and garden, that's been forgotten Gra** all splotchy, vacant lot splotchy, bank account splotchy And we talk like we from the south Our parents' parents from the south And if I make a million dollars I'll vacation in the south, and I'll Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Warmer outside and safe ol' playground, grandma payroll cut, yeah Cut up with my cousins, dream about when we grow up, yeah Tube socks slippin' off our feet, our soles is hella black When we die we go to heaven, know my granny taught me that Oh, oh-oh, oh, I done lost a friend or two, they moved Got in trouble for they fetchin', I ain't mean no Moulin Rouge My bag got that two on two, our whole neighborhood unite I put my fam' in a hotel when they couldn't pay the light Life, I be takin' for granted, capture the moment, the Canon My cousin be trappin', it came in the mail I sat him down, asked his plan, he said, "This sh** sell itself" Grandma say, "What is that smell?" We turn to Boomhauer like we on King of the Hill n***as talk that they gone keep it a hundred but I rather keep it a mil' Everybody eat, I treat it like heat so that mean it's not a joke I said I'ma keep it a mil', the rule, that mean a higher note My grandma from Pinkhill and my granddaddy from Houston And if I make a million dollars, then I'ma tell them we movin' [Chrous] Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile All that I am is my family mistakes Moment of madness I can't seem to evade More than a canvas, you carry me these days Practice, I'm trying to remember, remember All that I am is my family mistakes Moment of madness I can't seem to evade More than a canvas, you carry me these days Practice, I'm trying to remember, remember Sweet west side Chicago, two-flat apartment Red brick and garden, that's been forgotten Gra** all splotchy, vacant lot splotchy, back account splotchy And we talk like we from the south Our parents' parents from the south And if I make a million dollars I'll vacation in the south, and I'll Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile Smile, smile, smile, smile