Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saba
Vocals
Satya Jimenez
Violin
emanuel townsend
Acoustic Guitar
Seanzy
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tahj Malik Chandler
Songwriter
Daoud Anthony
Songwriter
Dylan Christopher Frank
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saba
Producer
DaeDaePivot
Producer
daoud
Producer
Matt Wheeler
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta for Sterling Sounds
Mastering Engineer
Daoud Anthony
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sweet West Side Chicago, two-flat apartment
Red brick and garden that's been forgotten
Grass all splotchy, vacant lot splotchy
Bank account splotchy
[Verse 2]
And we talk like we from the south
Our parents' parents from the south
And if I make a million dollars
I'll vacation in the south and I'll
[Verse 3]
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
[Verse 4]
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
[Verse 5]
Yeah, warmer outside and safe ol' playground
Grandma payroll cut, yeah
Cut up with my cousins, dream about when we grew up, yeah
Shoes are slipping off our feet, our soles is hella black
When we die we go to Heaven, know my granny taught me that
[Verse 6]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, I done lost a friend or two, they moved
Got in trouble for they fetchin', I ain't mean no Moulin Rouge
My bag got that two on two, our whole neighborhood unite
I put my fam in a hotel when they couldn't pay the light
[Verse 7]
Life, I be taking for granted
Capture the moment, the Canon
My cousin be trappin', it came in the mail
I sat him down, asked his plan
He said, this shit sell itself
[Verse 8]
Grandma say, what is that smell
We turn to Boomhauer like we on King of the Hill
**** talk how they gon' keep it a hunnid
But I rather keep it a mil'
[Verse 9]
E'rybody eat, I treat it like heat so that mean it's not a joke
I said I'ma keep it a mil', the rule, that mean a higher note
My grandma from Pinkhill and my granddaddy from Houston
And if I make a million dollars, then I'ma tell them we movin'
[Verse 10]
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
[Verse 11]
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
[Verse 12]
All that I am is my family mistakes
Born with a madness I can't seem to evade
More than a canvas, you carry me these days
Practice, I'm tryna remember, remember
[Verse 13]
All that I am is my family mistakes
Born with a madness I can't seem to evade
More than a canvas, you carry me these days
Practice, I'm tryna remember, remember
[Verse 14]
Sweet West Side Chicago, two-flat apartment
Red brick and garden that's been forgotten
Grass all splotchy, vacant lot splotchy
Bank account splotchy
[Verse 15]
And we talk like we from the south
Our parents' parents from the south
And if I make a million dollars
I'll vacation in the south and I'll
[Verse 16]
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
[Verse 17]
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Smile, smile
Written by: Daoud Anthony, Dylan Frank, Tahj Malik Chandler