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Smile
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Smile was released on August 7, 2026 by Great Day Records/Santa Anna as a part of the album Mr. Did It By Hisself 3
August 7, 2026
LabelGreat Day Records/Santa Anna
LanguageEnglish
BPM74
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
On God
That's why they hatin' on us
Uh
That's why they hatin' on us
[Chorus]
It been a while since I done seen your smile, girl, you should laugh more
I'm out the country, if you wanna come where I'm at, you need passports (Yeah)
In high school, we was wildin', ****, we had fire up in our JanSports (Huh)
My brother, he campin' out, he in the bushes, late night, waitin' for 'em (Yeah)
I'm tryna put down these pills, but I need help, so I'm still takin' more (Yeah)
If a **** reach for my neck, his ass gettin' stretched, I got my chains on (Yeah)
I know that I'm that **** now, I talk different, I got my paper up
Know these fuck **** wanna be me, they ain't got no cheese, that's why they hatin' on us
[Verse 1]
He walk 'round actin' gangster, you know he prankin', the fuck he fakin' for?
Every time I go outside, I got my fire, I can't make this shit up
I pay my brother a dime to go and slide, he ain't gon' miss or nothin'
Bitch, you know I just want head, that's what I said when I first hit you up
They might be poppin' they shit, they might be lit, but them **** ain't rich as us
I don't know why when I call your phone, you never pick it up
I couldn't decide on which ho that I wanted, so I just fucked 'em both
I just kept on tryin', at one point I was homeless, now the crib got steps
You know I love you long, if you left me, I'd be all by myself
You know ain't no new homies, if you my friend, ****, I love you to death
Just tell me if you love me, but if you don't, then you ain't gotta say nothin' else
If I doze off, just tap me, girl, you know how the drugs be
[Chorus]
It been a while since I done seen your smile, girl, you should laugh more
I'm out the country, if you wanna come where I'm at, you need passports (Yeah)
In high school, we was wildin', ****, we had fire up in our JanSports (Huh)
My brother, he campin' out, he in the bushes, late night, waitin' for 'em (Yeah)
I'm tryna put down these pills, but I need help, so I'm still takin' more (Yeah)
If a **** reach for my neck, his ass gettin' stretched, I got my chains on (Yeah)
I know that I'm that **** now, I talk different, I got my paper up
Know these fuck **** wanna be me, they ain't got no cheese, that's why they hatin' on us
Written by: Jonathan Tyler Gibby, Luis Espíndola, Mckenzie Haynes
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