J. Cole - Crooked Smile Lyrics
feat. TLC[Hook: TLC]I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down (x2)You're the one that was tryna keep me way downBut like the sun know you know I found my way back round[Verse 1: J. Cole]LookThey tell me I should fix my grill cause I got money nowI ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about itA perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny howMy shit is crooked look at how far I done got without itI keep my twisted grill, just to show them kids it's realWe ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture stillI got smart, I got rich, and I got *****es stillAnd they all look like my eyebrows: thick as hellLove yourself, girl, or nobody willOh, you a woman? I don't know how you dealWith all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heelsI feel for youKilling yourself to find a man that'll kill for youYou wake up, put makeup onStare in the mirror but its clear that you can’t face what’s wrongNo need to fix what God already put his paint brush onYour roommate yelling, "Why you gotta take so long?"What it's like to have a crooked smileThis crooked smile[Hook][Verse 2: J. Cole]To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darlingYou wonder why you're lonely and your man's not callingYou keep falling victim cause you're insecureAnd when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sureCause you see that no one wants you back and it got you askingSo all you see is what you lacking, not what you packingTake it from a man that loves what you gotAnd baby girl you're a star, don't let 'em tell you you're notNow is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hairIs it real? if it's not, girl you don't careCause what's real is something that the eyes can't seeThat the hands can’t touch, that them broads can’t be, and that’s youNever let 'em see you frownAnd if you need a friend to pick you up, I’ll be aroundAnd we can ride with the windows down, the music loudI can tell you ain’t laughed in a whileBut I wanna see that crooked smile[Hook][Bridge 1: J. Cole (TLC)]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..)[Verse 3: J. Cole]We don't look nothing like the people on the screenYou know them movie stars, picture perfect beauty queensBut we got dreams and we got the right to chase ‘emLook at the nation, that’s a crooked smile braces couldn’t even straightenSeem like half the race is either on probation, or in jailWonder why we inhale, cause we in hell alreadyI asked if my skin pale, would I then sell like Eminem or Adele?Yo one more time for the 'VilleAnd ***** all of that beef shit, nigga let’s make a milHey officer man, we don’t want nobody getting killedJust open up that cell, let my brother out of jailI got money for the bail now, well nowIf you asking will I tell now? Hell nawI ain’t snitching causeMan, they get them niggas stitches nowIf you was around, then you wouldn’t need a witness nowHow you like this crooked smile?[Hook][Bridge 2]
