I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
You'rethe one that was tryna keep me way down
Like a sun allyouknow if I'm on my way down
Look, Theytell me Ishouldfix mygrill cause I got money now
Iain't gon' sit aroundandfront like I ain't thought about it
Aperfect smile is more appealingbut it's funny how
My shit is crookedlook at how farI done got without it
Ikeep mytwistedgrill, just to show them kids it's real
We ain't picture perfect but we worththe picture still
Igot smart, I got rich, andI got bitches still
And they all look my eyebrows:thick as hell
Love yourself, girl, ornobodywill
Oh, youa woman?I don't know how you deal
With allthe pressure tolook impressive andgo out in heels
Ifeel foryou
Killing yourself to finda manthat'll kill for you
You wake up, put makeupon
Stare in themirrorbut it's clear that you can't face what's wrong
Noneedtofix what God already put his paint brushon
Your roommate yelling, "Why yougotta takeso long?"
What it'slike to have a crookedsmile
This crookedsmile
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
You'rethe one that was tryna keep me way down
Like a sun allyouknow if I'm on my way down
Toall the women withthe flaws, know it's hardmy darling
You wonderwhy you're lonely andyourman's not calling
You keepfallingvictim cause you're insecure
And when Itell you that you're beautifulyoucan't be sure
Cause yousee that no one wants you back and it got youasking
Soallyousee is what you lacking, not what youpacking
Take it from a manthat loves what you got
And baby you're a star, don't let 'em tellyouyou're not
Now is it real?Eyebrows, fingernails, hair
Is it real? if it's not, girlyoudon't care
Cause what's real is somethingthat the eyes can't see
That the hands can't touch, that them broads can't be, and that's you
Neverlet 'em see youfrown
And if youneed a friendto pickyouup, I'llbe around
And we canride withthe windows down, the music loud
Icantell you ain't laughed ina while
But I wanna see that crooked smile
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
You'rethe one that was tryna keep me way down
Like a sun allyouknow if I'm on my way down
Crookedsmile, we could style on'em (back 'round)
Crookedsmile, we could style on'em (back 'round)
You'rethe one that was trying to keepme way down.
Like the sun, I know youknow I foundmy way back round
We onlyfrontinglike the peopleonthe screen
You know them movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens
But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em
Look at the nation, that's a crooked smile braces couldn't evenstraighten
Seem like half the race is eitheronprobation, or injail
Wonder whywe inhale, cause we in hellalready
Iasked if myskinpale, wouldI thenselllike Eminem or Adele?
Yo one more time forthe 'Ville
And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let's makea mil
Heyofficerman, we don't want nobody getting killed
Just open upthat cell, let my brotherout of jail
Igot money forthe bailnow, well now.
If youaskingwill I tell now? Hellnaw
Iain't snitchingcause
Man, they get them niggas stitches now
If youwas around, thenyouwouldn't needa witness now
How youlike this crookedsmile?
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
I'm on my way, onmy way, on my way down
You'rethe one that was tryna keep me way down
Like a sun allyouknow if I'm on my way down
