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We don't look nothing like the people on the screen
          You know them movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens
          we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em
          Look at the nation, that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten
          Seem like half the race is either on probation, or in jail
          Wonder why we inhale, cause we in hell already
          I asked if my skin pale, would I then sell like Eminem or Adele?
          Yo one more time for the 'Ville
          And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let's make a mil
          Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed
          Just open up that cell, let my brother out of jail
          I got money for the bail now, well If you asking will I tell now? Hell naw
          I ain't snitching cause
          Man, they get them niggas stitches now
          If you was around, then you wouldn't need a witness now
          How you like this crooked smile?
          
          I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down
          On my way, on my way, on my way down
          You're the one that was trying to keep me way down
          But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
          
          Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round)
          Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round)
          (You're the one that was trying to keep me way down
          Like the sun, I know you know I found my way back round)
          
          

To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darling
          You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not calling
          You keep falling victim cause you're insecure
          And when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sure
          'Cause he don't seem to want you back
          And it got you asking
          So all you see is what you lacking
          Not what you packing
          Take it from a man that loves what you got
          And baby girl you're a star, don't let 'em tell you you're not
          Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair
          Is it real? if it's not, girl you don't care
          Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see
          That the hands can't touch
          That them broads can't be, and that's you
          Never let 'em see you frown
          And if you need a friend to pick you up, I'll be around
          And we can ride with the windows down, the music loud
          I can tell you ain't laughed in a while
          But I wanna see that crooked smile
          
          I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down
          On my way, on my way, on my way down
          You're the one that was trying to keep me way down
          But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
          
          Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round)
          Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round)
          (You're the one that was trying to keep me way down
          Like the sun, I know you know I found my way back round)
          
          

I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down
          On my way, on my way, on my way down
          You're the one that was trying to keep me way down
          But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
          
          They tell me I should fix my grill cause I got money now
          I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about it
          A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how
          My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it
          I keep my twisted grill, just to show them kids it's real
          We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still
          I got smart, I got rich, and I got bitches still
          And they all look like my eyebrows: thick as hell
          Love yourself, girl, or nobody will
          Oh, you a woman? I don't know how you deal
          With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels
          I feel for you
          Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you
          You wake up, put makeup on
          Stare in the mirror but its clear that you can't face what's wrong
          No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on
          Your roommate yelling, "Why you gotta take so long?"
          What it's like to have a crooked smile
          
          I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down
          On my way, on my way, on my way down
          You're the one that was trying to keep me way down
          But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
          
          

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