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See Em Smile Video (MV)




Performed By: Ahksxma
Language: English
Written by: Naim Reid
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Ahksxma - See Em Smile Lyrics




Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) (Road Runna) Yeah, yeah Commissaries and obituaries is all That I been dreamin Feeling different lately (Got them racks, Serena, venus) I know these niggas mad, they came in second, when I'm first See it and they mug, they wanna put me onna shirt His bm sucked me up, she sayin that her knees her Commissaries and obituaries What I say? (What I say?) Commissaries and obituaries is all that I've been dreamin Feeling different lately, got them... Commissaries and obituaries is all that I've been dreamin Been feeling different lately, got them racks, Serena, venus My brother told me focus, you can sell out them arenas Bought some diamonds, open up the flood, bitch I pulled the lever , yeah Twins, Simese kittens, dancing they tippy toes in the bedroom wit marble floors Keep the camera running Riding ten deep, niggas roounf me like im the man or some Got it on my own nigga, never had a hand me I been steppin on em niggas, I went up a new level I kept it quiet, worked in silence, I ain't have to tell em Them runners hittin for dem phones, swtich up, don't get the message Ties I had to sever, had to cut the dead weight I still wantchu to east but not my table or plate I ran up a bag, started bussin down them, chase Now I'm bustin dwon a rollie, put them diamonds in the face Pockets stall in the gym cuz they still all weigh Catch em on Collins in his rental we gone flip his hole wraith Broad day, masked down, its gon be a cold case I lost ma homies to the choir, oh how that boy got to singing Know im bout ma business wit them irons like I own my own cleaners Woah, all white everything, feds want me For questionin White benz, red leather, shit look like ah peppermint Sippin wit the revenant, who the f*ck let the devil in God protect me, I'm heaven sent Weigh the money, that's measurement Old money, no settlements Lemme talk my shit Me and kev survived wit ten dollars, one week on chips Now I call ma dawgs smilin, top floor, the ritz Cuz we'd been through some shit We had to turn em legit Now tell ma daughter, ""Daddy miss her,"" I'll be back in a jiff Grandma, said ima star, diamonds takin ah swim Jinx wit me, glizzy and a cannon double the clips His family mine now, so it's double the risk Do whateva for him, just to see em mom smile They catch me slippin, knuckle up, you know we goin to trial Free Fredo out the bing yeah he been gone for awhile Owe family for that money, know we huntin em down Do whateva for em just to see em all smile They catch me slippin, knuckle up, you know we goin to trial Free Fredo out the bing , yeah he been gone for awhile Owe family for that money, know
Spot ah opp, we hunt him down, fast Uh, like ah cheetah Got my stripes inside the jungle, no adidas, imma , zebra In that cell ain't have no zaza, was smokin on that keisha cnd tryna hear that rara, trap jumpin out the meter Caught us ah case and nhe couldn't hold his water My bitch presidential like I'm f*ckin on Obama's daugther Go on chase that bag young nigga, aint no kind of disorder Gone off them percs, who raised these niggas, this shit outta order Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (I've been in my bag, cuz these niggas scared, yeah) (cnd I had ah bag, shootin for ya head, yeah, yeah) (Ima run up on you, make sure you dead, yeah, yeah, yeah) Do whateva for em just to see em all smile They catch me slippin, knuckle up, know we goin to trial Free Fredo out the bing, he been gone for awhile Owe family for that money, know we huntin em down (We huntin down) Older family for that money, know we em huntin down
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) (Road Runna) Yeah, yeah Commissaries and obituaries is all That I been dreamin Feeling different lately (Got them racks, Serena, venus) I know these niggas mad, they came in second, when I'm first See it and they mug, they wanna put me onna shirt His bm sucked me up, she sayin that her knees her Commissaries and obituaries What I say? (What I say?) Commissaries and obituaries is all that I've been dreamin Feeling different lately, got them... Commissaries and obituaries is all that I've been dreamin Been feeling different lately, got them racks, Serena, venus My brother told me focus, you can sell out them arenas Bought some diamonds, open up the flood, bitch I pulled the lever , yeah Twins, Simese kittens, dancing they tippy toes in the bedroom wit marble floors Keep the camera running Riding ten deep, niggas roounf me like im the man or some Got it on my own nigga, never had a hand me I been steppin on em niggas, I went up a new level I kept it quiet, worked in silence, I ain't have to tell em Them runners hittin for dem phones, swtich up, don't get the message Ties I had to sever, had to cut the dead weight I still wantchu to east but not my table or plate I ran up a bag, started bussin down them, chase Now I'm bustin dwon a rollie, put them diamonds in the face Pockets stall in the gym cuz they still all weigh Catch em on Collins in his rental we gone flip his hole wraith Broad day, masked down, its gon be a cold case I lost ma homies to the choir, oh how that boy got to singing Know im bout ma business wit them irons like I own my own cleaners Woah, all white everything, feds want me For questionin White benz, red leather, shit look like ah peppermint Sippin wit the revenant, who the f*ck let the devil in God protect me, I'm heaven sent Weigh the money, that's measurement Old money, no settlements Lemme talk my shit Me and kev survived wit ten dollars, one week on chips Now I call ma dawgs smilin, top floor, the ritz Cuz we'd been through some shit We had to turn em legit Now tell ma daughter, ""Daddy miss her,"" I'll be back in a jiff Grandma, said ima star, diamonds takin ah swim Jinx wit me, glizzy and a cannon double the clips His family mine now, so it's double the risk Do whateva for him, just to see em mom smile They catch me slippin, knuckle up, you know we goin to trial Free Fredo out the bing yeah he been gone for awhile Owe family for that money, know we huntin em down Do whateva for em just to see em all smile They catch me slippin, knuckle up, you know we goin to trial Free Fredo out the bing , yeah he been gone for awhile Owe family for that money, know
Spot ah opp, we hunt him down, fast Uh, like ah cheetah Got my stripes inside the jungle, no adidas, imma , zebra In that cell ain't have no zaza, was smokin on that keisha cnd tryna hear that rara, trap jumpin out the meter Caught us ah case and nhe couldn't hold his water My bitch presidential like I'm f*ckin on Obama's daugther Go on chase that bag young nigga, aint no kind of disorder Gone off them percs, who raised these niggas, this shit outta order Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (I've been in my bag, cuz these niggas scared, yeah) (cnd I had ah bag, shootin for ya head, yeah, yeah) (Ima run up on you, make sure you dead, yeah, yeah, yeah) Do whateva for em just to see em all smile They catch me slippin, knuckle up, know we goin to trial Free Fredo out the bing, he been gone for awhile Owe family for that money, know we huntin em down (We huntin down) Older family for that money, know we em huntin down
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Writer: Naim Reid
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