[Intro]

You now rockin' with a DJ Don production

[Chorus]

Smiling faces sometimes

Pretend to be your friend

Smiling faces show no traces

Of the evil that lurks within

[Verse 1]

O-o-okay I'm on it, niggas know that I'm on it

I ain't too big on posin', but hater, picture me rollin'

My neck and my wrist be frozen, diamonds on somethin' golden

I'm dope and be spittin' potent, Pro' hotter than somethin' stolen

They be like that nigga holdin', swangin' and comin' down

The coldest thing in my city, bitch, even in summer time

Some niggas used to be knockin', I pull up like, "What up now?"

See now is my trunk that's knockin', shit sound like a drummer line

And it's thumpin' it be like, uh

System kickin', it sound like a hostage up in my trunk

And my team in the buildin', its poppin', we got it crunk

VIP, every hand got a bottle in it

Rose and a lotta women, while the haters just watch us winnin'

Man, I hate these ho boppin' niggas, who pretend like they partners with ya

But they hate, bro, 'cause ya weight up and they ain't your partners, they out to get ya

Fuck them, I can't stop them, killin' on the road, boy, I'm pilin' paper

Too high to look down on haters, my throne a hunnid miles away from these—

[Chorus]

Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes

They don't tell the truth

Smiling faces, smiling faces

Tell lies and I got proof

[Verse 2]

O-o-okay you see it, ho, I know that you see it

These VVSs is gleamin', this candy paint at its sweetest

My nephew, he gettin' older, so more dinero I need it

So on that corner I'm grindin', in Texas, we call this bleedin'

He killin', I can't believe it, Pro' be spittin' that fire

These swanggers is lookin' class and they pokin' out of my tires

The freshest one in my class and these rappers hope I expire

But you winnin' that is never, this in your dreams, no Maliah

I'm floatin' can't get no higher, double cup celebration

This DJ Screw in my styra', drank-drank-drankin', drankin', drankin'

'Til I'm passin out like a flyer

Stunnin' on 'em, years I've been modest

And now I'm king in this bitch, and they can't do shit about it

These niggas talk 'bout a movement, but it wouldn't be shit with out 'em

Shout out my niggas that's movin', I see you niggas, keep grindin'

A couple rappers is losin' and thinkin' beef is the option

But ain't no dissin', my nigga, 'cause when I see you, it's poppin', I'm turnin'

[Chorus]

Smiling faces (To frowns), smiling faces sometimes (Haha, yeah)

They don't tell the truth (It's Pro')

Smiling faces, smiling faces (DJ Don, nigga)

Tell lies and I got proof (Ridin' with me for life, boy)