Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smile for the Camera, artist - KnowMads.
Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Song language: English
Smile for the Camera |
Sittin' at the airport, waitin' on a flight |
Thinkin' to myself, don’t the future look bright |
Whatchu think about this? |
It ain’t really that tight |
Whatchu think about that? |
I don’t know, it’s a-ight |
Water on the wrist, buy somethin' nice |
Damn yall cute, I don’t buy into the hype |
Smile for the camera, pain (t) on ice |
The world is a bad bitch you wanna be like |
The world is a sad-boy sippin' on sprite |
Livin' in a trap house, flippin' that white |
Don’t tell me that’s all you could do with your life |
Imma keep it real I don’t need you to like me |
While we’re makin' ends meet |
Had me payin' off debts |
I done been around the world |
And I made it back west |
Talkin' ‘bout your dreams boy |
Say it with yo chest |
Feelin' so blessed on my way to success |
Don’t be afraid to go change your address |
The worlds so big can’t just stay in the nest |
Keep your feet grounded, but what for? |
With a bird’s eye view seein' so much more |
First you gotta make it past your front door |
Fall in love with the knowns and the one to explore |
The feelin' in my heart, im too young to ignore |
Come to terms with the fact that nothin’s for sure |
So imma do me, keep writin' songs nightly |
In love with myself, I don’t need you to like me |
Crowd getting hype this is my anthem |
Step into the limelight, smile for the camera |
Walkin' off stage, just the other night |
Thinkin' ‘bout the world man somethin' ain’t right |
Tryna tell the kids that ain’t really what it’s like |
Life ain’t a fairytale stereotype |
Water on the wrist, buy somethin' nice |
Damn yall cute, I don’t buy into the hype |
Smile for the camera, pain on ice |
The world is a bad bitch you wanna be like |
The world is a sad-boy sippin' on sprite |
Livin' in a trap house, flippin' that white |
Don’t tell me that’s all you could do with your life |
Imma keep it real I don’t need you to like me |
Say what I feel for the ones just like me |
See you on da ‘gram sayin' «please just like me» |
Actin' like hoes, wannabe hype beasts |
Yall do you, there ain’t nothin' quite like me |
What could I do to make ‘em notice me? |
In a world don’t give a fuck about poetry |
Phones change, now we interact socially |
Lotta people say they woke, now hopefully |
I don’t wanna have to take drugs to go to sleep |
Shouldn’t be like this, not how it’s s’posed to be |
Think smaller, make a dollar, buy groceries |
Say dat «life ain’t fair, so pray to rosary» |
Think men wrote the books, guess I’m blasphemous |
That’s just how my brain works, I didn’t ask for this |
And if I ever met god I would ask him this |
«Was it part of your plan to make us capitalists?» |
While we struggle every day to make a bastard rich |
I think the bible need to add a couple asterisks |
‘Cause we destroying the planet, and baby that’s the risk |
So when I smile hope the camera could snap to this |
Stick to the facts, they was never that tight |
Forget about your clicks and the media lights |
And all that other shit you don’t need in your life |
Water on the wrist, buy somethin' nice |
Damn yall cute, I don’t buy into the hype |
Smile for the camera, pain (t) on ice |
The world is a bad bitch you wanna be like |
The world is a sad-boy sippin' on sprite |
Livin' in a trap house, flippin' that white |
Don’t tell me that’s all you could do with your life |
Imma keep it real I don’t need you to like me |
Say what I feel for the ones just like me |
See you on da ‘gram sayin' «please just like me» |
Actin' like hoes, wannabe hype beasts |
Yall do you, there ain’t nothin' quite like me |
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