FIELD MOB LYRICS - Smilin'

"Smilin'"

(feat. Ludacris)



[Hook: Chevy P aka Smoke]

You be smilin when I'm frownin

You be frownin when I'm smilin

You be happy when I'm sad

But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin when I'm frownin

You be frownin when I'm smilin

You be happy when I'm sad

But when I'm glad you get mad

Yeaaaahhhh



[Shawn Jay]

I was young 16 put the city on my back

Said I'll do it I did it Albany on the map

Been (stickin to the script) y'all really wanna (act)

Like I ain't the real reason y'all really wanna rap

They jealous they wanna step in my spot but you can (sneeze)

The rest of ya life and won't get the (blessings) I got

I sold (butter) made (bread) plus I (roll) wit (toast)

My brother call me (nearsighted) say my foes is (close)

No friends its just a waste of time I know ya bogus

(Crooked behind my back) ya like a (spine wit scoliosis)

I'm (focus) ed like the (Ford car) (private) like a (G4)

Try me get (shells) in ya (waves) like a (seashore)

See I don't be on what he on we grown he wrong

He gon keep on he gon be gone

(Two faced) like (geminis) I came up wit you man

I'll speak but I don't mess wit you man



[Hook]



[Chevy P aka Smoke]

Why is it when my frown is down side up ya smile is upside down

Is it because of my fly style is it my nice house

Is it cause I'm iced out and livin a life now that

I'm bout through strugglin everything is alright now

You see the Jag on them flats pass

Don't get mad get (glad) like the (trashbags) you just

Pray and pray on my downfall

When I'm up ya down me when I'm down ya clown me

Claimin to be my friend... but really softer than the spot

In my back to ease his knife in

He ain't got love for me I wrote a rhyme about it

That hole ya dug for me you tryna climb up out it

Ya bust ya head at the bottom now ya cryin about it

Well when around came right back around and got him

The more paper the more haters I need more cheese

Cause the haters I got they startin to bore me



[Hook]



[Ludacris]

From the tip of ya nose to the tip of ya toes

Y'all ain't nothin but some hatin (yeah yeah)

Smilin in my face everyday like "what up Luda"

I'm just waitin for the day to put a slug up to ya

Ol fake (fake) kissers walk past diss ya

Breathe you a wannabe me (me me me) why?

Cause I got new whips and wreck em or

Cause I got flows that make (blank) (bend it like Beckham)

Is it cause a lot of money stay close to me

Or is it cause you should have been where I'm supposed to be

Well everyday I stay fresh whole fam got cheese

So I could care less what you think about me

I thank my enemies and I truly adore em

Best way to get back at somebody is to ignore em

I'm the heavyweight champ we'll see who gon drop

Cause evrybody in the bottom know who on top

Luda



[Hook]