Cinnamon Woods Interlude

[Intro]
Yeah, ayo, yeah

[Verse]
All my partners from the hood understand
We ain't letting Section 8 get the upper hand
Trying to flip this pie and then we stacking up some rubber bands
Trying to put my brothers in a place where they understand
I was 11 when I first started rapping shit
Figured that I'd go platinum right off the bat and shit
Funny how this life work and yeah dog the people change
Swear this verse is light work, I'm about to crush the game
I'm a different cloth, yeah man we ain't cut the same
When I cut these records upper cuts, fuck the lames
Flipping through the pages in my journal when I write this
Feeling amazing, bullets be grazing, but I fight to live
Praying that the boy gon' see 25
I hit 21, I prayed to be alive
Cause the city that I'm from dog is really do or die
17 years young I'm chilling outside
Witnessing a couple killings while they running off like villains in the darkest of nights
Truly remember all those sounds back in Cinnamon Woods
I need a shorty that's gon' make me feel real good
I need a blunt rolled fat for my partners in the back
15 trying to steal my momma's Cavalier
Had me doing reckless shit all year
Had me doing reckless shit all year
Had me doing reckless shit all year