Smile on Me by Nocturnal Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Told em If I make it I promise I'll never change
I make this music shit to keep a lonely nigga sane
It's in my veins, and flows through my brain
I'm addicted like I'm sniffing cocaine, I'm Young Cobain
All these niggas do is rap about the hollow tips
The industry bullshit, filled wit politics
Not an optimists, major sociologists
Quickly I abolished it, and I hit my momma with
My background isn't gonna pay the bills though
How that sound I'm tryna get a deal yo
Fuck whack clowns handling ya dildos
I'm the next one up, I'm kicking like a field goal
You homo niggas have a convo with emojis
I'm cooler than the cool with out the fucken mo d
I used to be cold you niggas missed the old me
You stopping my shine, like you rocking Oakley's
All you niggas frauds, and ya carry a facade
I don't respond to frauds, like I'm Nicki and Minaj
I'm stressed out shit, Noc's in need of a massage
You niggas delusional, you live in a mirage
(nigga...)
[2Pac skit]
[Verse 2]
They told me not to hustle tried to get a 9 to 5
Got hired and fired the same day I arrived
Feeling like Craig I had to do it all on my
Pushing my weight, I'm losing all my BMI
Pushing my fate, they told me it was suicide
You made a mistake, lyrically I have arrived
Losing my faith, bout to go and drink and drive...
Who knew that, I would never go and do that
I Lost two cats, to boos while bumping all the boom bap
Soon that, my dream, impossible to ruin that
I had the bars way back when they spit the goon rap
I let the haters speak their mind fuck their energy
Not searching for handouts, or niggas sympathy
Stop wasting time on niggas flaunting they inner g
Who knew my so called niggas would be my enemies
They stabbed me in the back left without a remedy
These niggas fake as Claus falling down the chimney
They try to ruin my life and take my identity...
(huh)
That went over ya head, I'm tryna get ahead
You niggas chasing the legs, and hiding from the feds
Fuck promoters who only gonna look past you
My bills past due, going nuts like a cashew
When life's thrown at you, what you gonna do....
[2Pac skit]
Told em If I make it I promise I'll never change
I make this music shit to keep a lonely nigga sane
It's in my veins, and flows through my brain
I'm addicted like I'm sniffing cocaine, I'm Young Cobain
All these niggas do is rap about the hollow tips
The industry bullshit, filled wit politics
Not an optimists, major sociologists
Quickly I abolished it, and I hit my momma with
My background isn't gonna pay the bills though
How that sound I'm tryna get a deal yo
Fuck whack clowns handling ya dildos
I'm the next one up, I'm kicking like a field goal
You homo niggas have a convo with emojis
I'm cooler than the cool with out the fucken mo d
I used to be cold you niggas missed the old me
You stopping my shine, like you rocking Oakley's
All you niggas frauds, and ya carry a facade
I don't respond to frauds, like I'm Nicki and Minaj
I'm stressed out shit, Noc's in need of a massage
You niggas delusional, you live in a mirage
(nigga...)
[2Pac skit]
[Verse 2]
They told me not to hustle tried to get a 9 to 5
Got hired and fired the same day I arrived
Feeling like Craig I had to do it all on my
Pushing my weight, I'm losing all my BMI
Pushing my fate, they told me it was suicide
You made a mistake, lyrically I have arrived
Losing my faith, bout to go and drink and drive...
Who knew that, I would never go and do that
I Lost two cats, to boos while bumping all the boom bap
Soon that, my dream, impossible to ruin that
I had the bars way back when they spit the goon rap
I let the haters speak their mind fuck their energy
Not searching for handouts, or niggas sympathy
Stop wasting time on niggas flaunting they inner g
Who knew my so called niggas would be my enemies
They stabbed me in the back left without a remedy
These niggas fake as Claus falling down the chimney
They try to ruin my life and take my identity...
(huh)
That went over ya head, I'm tryna get ahead
You niggas chasing the legs, and hiding from the feds
Fuck promoters who only gonna look past you
My bills past due, going nuts like a cashew
When life's thrown at you, what you gonna do....
[2Pac skit]